The joy of being a father. How proud I am to have such a talented, loving, thoughtful person for a son. during his baby days, which flew by far to quickly to savor, I worried so much about his adolescence. so many sweet kids seem to self destruct after puberty. Not my Ethan.
We've lived in California for a little over nine years now. Ethan just turned 18. and we couldn't feel more at home. I worried about my decision to uproot and move a thousand miles away from home. I worried how Ethan would develop, what kid of person he would grow into. I should never have worried. My boys. The pride, the joy of my life. How fortunate our little James is to have such a wonderful big brother.
This is what it's all about!
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