June 30, 2014

Last evening at dinner Cal announced, "Well, this is my last night of being a teenager."  He then recalled noting the 'last day of his childhood' when he was 12 years old. This blasted me back to the Arm Meat post I wrote on that momentous day.  See June 30, 2007.  I think he was a little shocked by how fast the years have gone by.

As I've noted several times, Cal is the sentimental one. More apt to remember other's birthdays, look through photo albums, and even create his own scrapbook. He had that "Furr-ever Friends" kitten poster on his wall to a much higher age than I would have expected. He went to Build A Bear on his 11th birthday and still has the Louisville Cardinal outfitted bear in his closet. He is the first to try to plan a family vacation, get enthused about game night, or catch a movie together.  He may look more like Pat, but he sure has a bit of me in him, too.