Celebrating eleven

My baby boy is 11. I cannot believe how fast time goes by. Andrew was able to come up for a visit with my parents over his birthday (thankful for those Teacher Development Days that I never appreciated until now). It was wonderful having him here and being able to celebrate his eleventh birthday in person, rather than over the phone or thru the mail. It had been a few years since I have been able to do it. He got more loving than gifts, but really; what more could an 11 year old want than a ton of kisses from Mom, a watch and a game for his Nintendo DS? It's a given that most boys his age would be embarrassed to the point of wanting to die at such a statement, but Andrew has a 300 mile excuse. I love you, Andrew. You will always be my baby. :)