Growing Up

I can't believe my son is going to be 13 years old this year! He's going to be a teenager! Honestly though, I still see him as my little baby boy.

This year, hubby suggested, and it was a very good suggestion, that we get him a desk for his room. That way he could have his own personal space where he could work on things - other than the floor, where he used to play.
I thought it was a good idea, but the thought of my little baby growing up made me feel...not old, but not quite young anymore, and I didn't want to. Reluctantly, I agreed.

We picked up a desk, lamp, and a few other things at the office supply store and set them up. My son loves it! He said, "Mom! I can build lego things on my desk!" Oh thank you for not growing up too fast!