Dear Will: Today you are fourteen. 14! Where has the time gone? I know, I know. I start every birthday letter with those words - I just change the year. But seriously, how can I have a fourteen year old? One more year until you can get a learner's permit? Eeek!
A few days ago, you asked me if you could stay home from school today to watch March Madness at celebrate your birthday. You were still home on a snow day at the time, so I said I'd think about it. Then school was canceled the next day, then the next and then today school was canceled too. So you got your wish!
I'm more cognizant of your privacy as you get older and I hesitate to gush about all of your weird little idiosyncrasies. So here's what I will talk about. Your love your pets. You continue to come up with intricate backstories for all of them, that changes on a daily basis. Soxy sleeps on your bed during the day and usually comes to find you at night too. You rarely call them by their actual name and instead invent of series of nicknames, which also change daily.
Soxy loves you more than it looks like in this picture |
Will, you are doing really well in school. Your dad and I are proud of your effort and your grades. You've registered for high school classes and I'm excited to see what you will learn. This year you've become much more interested in politics and things in the news. We have good conversations and you do like a good debate. You hunt with your dad and every once in a while bail your sister out in her video game. You let your cousins talk your ear off. We couldn't be prouder of the young man you are growing up to be. Happy birthday Will.
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