Boys.... a whole new ball game.

I had to take just a moment and blog about my son.  He's so precious (probably not the word he would choose, lol).  He's now almost 12yrs old and growing up faster than I would like.  Every time I see a teenage boy, I wonder what Andrew will look like.  Girls change so slowly it seems while boys.... I think all it takes is the heat of one summer, TONS of food and BAM!  Grownup!  I wonder what his voice will sound like, how tall he'll be (right now, he's DEFINITELY his parents child... NOT tall), will he always be a string bean?  What about the color and texture of his hair?  What about armpit hair!?!?  Chest hair?!  Whiskers?!  I can't imagine him shaving.  Oh my... I think it's going to happen so suddenly my head will spin.  We aren't that far away from it.  I've already seen so many of his friends changing.

I'm so used to being a girl and watching my girls grow up.  It's an incredible thing to be a part of.  I told my son that sometimes boys reach a point in their lives where they don't want to give their mom's hugs, especially in public.  It's just soooo embarrassing, ya know.  I explained to him that if he EVER tried to avoid a hug from me, I'd bust him big time!  You want to know what his reaction was?  More hugs, stronger hugs, LONGER hugs than ever before!  He is a WONDERFUL kid and I'm a VERY blessed mama.

I can't say that I'll ever fully understand the desire to skateboard in any kind of weather, wrestle with a stinky friend in the dirt, fart and burp at will or dress in fatigues and have an air soft war in 100 degree weather.  But I can say, I welcome this new ball game and I can't wait to what things will look when my boy hits a homer :)