And then there were two

Teenagers, that is. Levi turned 13 today.

He's a teenager. That's not really much of a system shock as he's had a bit of teen attitude for a few years now. But he sure is growing up. Physically, he's coming awfully close to being as tall as I am. Soon, I'll be the shortest one in the family. Intellectually and emotionally, he's really maturing.

He'll be in 7th grade this year and will be trying new things that haven't been available to him before as a "little" kid. School starts tomorrow and, with it, cross country. Levi's a natural runner and is anxious to try this sport. I think he'll do well. He'll be trying track and field in the spring.

This summer, he decided to try violin. We rented one and he took lessons. By the end of the summer, he decided that the cello really is his instrument so he'll go back to that with school. But now he knows.

He's clever and funny and moody and bright and cranky and sweet. And he's mine.