My baby turned 17 today. He went out the door at 8am to work, without a single complaint. Afterward we played and shopped and sang and ate cake (his brother's gift) with him. He's taking a photography course this semester and he gets to shoot the old fashioned way, with real film. I never got to do that. It's pretty cool. I got a kick out of watching him.
It was a really good day in a really good week.