This spring my two younger sons turned thirteen and eleven. My oldest is fourteen and a half, and reminds me regularly exactly how long it will be until he has a driver's license. Two teenagers in the house, and two boys taller than me. Luckily, I still have one who will hold my hand once in a while.
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| When you turn thirteen and you fly SWA on your birthday, they give you a customized roll of toilet paper! |
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| When you turn eleven and your mom is willing to trespass to take this photo, you must cooperate! It's a giant cupcake, how could I resist?? |
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| Another photo with boys holding up fingers for "11." Any guesses where these photos are taken? |
1 comments:
Ha! I've driven by those a million times. How fun!
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