My youngest turned 12 and I don't feel old at all. Okay, I am lying I admit that. It's just hard to wrap my brain around. Wasn't it only last week I was rubbing Baby Magic all over his soft and pudgy little body? Didn't I just buy him a Thomas the Tank Engine costume for Halloween last year? It all just makes me want to curl up in the fetal position and suck my thumb instead of do my laundry that's pile is growing right now as we speak.
No matter, I guess I'll just share some pictures of him I've taken in the past two months.
General Sherman and Thomas
Yes, we did have sore necks the day after visiting Sequoia National park.
The above picture is actually the most correct picture in this collection, as it shows off his true self the best.
Jamboree bound. These boys live in the same neighborhood and were lucky enough to go the the Boy Scouts National Jamboree together.
This group of little knuckleheads are cousins! They were in the same troop for the Jamboree. I can't imagine the smell mayhem that must have occurred with this combo. All I know is that Thomas thought it was the best thing ever to be with his cousins for nearly three weeks straight.
Thomas is 12, Whittaker his cousin is 10. Either Thomas is short, or Whittaker is tall. It doesn't matter though, they are both super cool!
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