Eighteen

Our boy Nathaniel is 18 today. 

I feel like I should say, "Where has the time gone?" 

But I know where it has...it's been spent in the sleepless nights, the changing diapers, the toddling steps, the irrational fear of worms, the land of make-believe, the school of hard knocks, the growing-out of clothes, the growing in of facial hair, the learning how to drive, the frustration of algebra, the quick wit from years spent with nose in a book, the procurement of a job, the freedom of a paycheck, the adoration of younger siblings, and the love of family. 

Happy Birthday, Son.