Some of you may remember when he was born. Well, as of today he is now old enough to post here. Not that he would, writing isn’t really his thing unless it’s about Pokemon or Minecraft (which he doesn’t get from me) or his recent interest in Nirvana and '90s alternative music (which he does get from me).
It kinda makes you feel old, doesn’t it? It seems like just yesterday I was holding him in the palm of my hand. Now he’s as tall as his mother, a reasonably intelligent kid, and worse, a teenager. Now the drama really begins.
Happy birthday to the littlest Doper! I remember his birth well.
ETA: Aww, I posted in that thread pretending to be my own baby! He’s 13 now too and an utter delight - excep that he’s way taller than me and never lets me forget it.
He doesn’t like football. Of all the ways we could be different, that just had to be one of them. I could probably change that by taking him to a game, but that’s an expensive way to find out.
