My big guy is 14 today!

Where does time go? I can still remember holding Jaylem in my arms the day he was born. It seems like yesterday I would tell him that I loved him to infinity and he would say he loved me three infinity. Jaylem is my angel. He is probably the most compassionate, empathetic and loving person I know. He's always been our "little man". I don't ever remember talking baby talk to him. When I was in college I would read my calculus problems out loud so he would think I was talking to him. He heard stories about Emmitt Till and Medgar Evers from my African American Studies classes. Those things have paid off, because he is extremely intelligent and very articulate (except when he decides to talk slang). I shouldn't complain about the slang, though, because it just means he can turn it on and off, and at least he knows when to use it and when not to use it. My baby is almost a man! In four years I will have to watch him leave the nest.

This growing up thing is miraculous. I can see him morphing into a mighty fine young man. I couldn't be more proud. Well I better get in this kitchen and bake his birthday apple pie. I think I will try to form it into a football.

"and he that begetteth a wise child shall have joy of him. Thy father and thy mother shall be glad, and she that bare thee shall rejoice." Proverbs 23:24-25