As of today, I have a child who is 17.
I can't stand how fast he's growing and also how much I adore him.
Hurts my heart a little.
I love to watch him with his little sisters.
I love his quirky sense of humor.
And his quirky friends.
I love that he's not too cool to tweet about his little sister.
Or to pose for me (if I'm very lucky and he's in the right mood).
LAST YEAR on his big day is exactly how I still feel now. I love this boy more than I can say.
More about the festivities later, but I do know we won't be throwing any surprise parties like we did last year back HERE (he was mortified by that...hates to have any extra attention on him).
So, for his sake, I will stop right there and just say happy birthday to my towering 6'6" baby boy I adore. Love you forever Maxwell.