My baby..well not a baby anymore

Happy Birthday T!
It is so hard to believe that you are 11 now. You are such a sweet, caring, sensitive and kindhearted young man.
You adore your little brother even thought he wrecks your LEGO creations on a daily basis. I send you to your bed and you ALWAYS sneak up to the top bunk to sleep with him. You are truly his protector.
I marvel at your intelligence. I love watching the Science and History Channel with you and our in depth discussions afterwards.
What I don't like is that you have to kiss and hug me before the bus comes. Just another sign that you are getting older.
The last few months you have been off, different. Not quite yourself at all. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks...PUBERTY! Oh my gosh! Yes my sweet boy you are so hormonal I can hardly stand it and trust me when I say this is just the start for you. I promise to be more patient with you, more understanding.
I love you so much sweetie and I hope you have a great birthday....now if I can figure what the heck to get you.

THEN

NOW