Saturday, March 5, 2011


My baby is twelve today. 
Headed to a comic convention in Seattle with his dad and beside himself with happiness, refusing to pause of a decent photo, or stop making silly faces.  They are going to meet his dogmother there, (much cooler than a godmother) and she will come home with them for a family birthday dinner tomorrow. 

1 comment:

  1. *sniffle* twelve! Such a watershed year, gone now are the carefree little-kid days.