Yesterday our Engineer turned seventeen years old.
Let me say that again... Seventeen.
How in the world did my little guy...my youngest...my baby...grow up so fast?
Um...yeah...I'm taking it kind of hard.
So is his dad.
Don't get me wrong...we are so very very proud of him. He is maturing and growing up into an awesome young man. He has given us very little trouble in these teen years and we are most grateful. He's an incredible kid.
But seventeen? Ugh.
With one son already almost out the door...far away at college...we are painfully aware of what is coming next.
Yes, we want our boys to learn, grow, mature, and eventually stand on their own two feet. We have raised them with this very goal in mind. I know there will come a day when they will do exactly that and we will be so very proud of them.
And yet...we already mourn that a little too because we really enjoy our boys. We love having them under our roof. We are a great foursome and we truly delight in being together.
The time is screaming by...these precious days are fleeting...and the next season is bearing down on us in an exciting and alarming way.
Birthdays bring a Fresh Start. Especially when you are seventeen years old with all kinds of exciting adventures awaiting you....and...your parents...
This is a sentimental time for us, but also an amazing start down the road to adulthood for our Engineer. We are blessed to be his parents. We are thrilled to be a part of this stage of his life as he works through the final years of childhood and ventures on to the next stage.
You know Psalm 127:3 says it well: Children are a gift from God; they are his reward.
Oh what a rewarding gift from God they truly are!