On your 14th birthday, I was a mess. I'm not going to lie. It was a hard day for me.
I'm not really sure why.This is technically your second year of being a "teen"... you aren't hitting a huge milestone or anything... but maybe it's because to me, this past year I've seen you change a lot physically (and quickly!) and in all kinds of ways this year.
You are taller than we now (I hear about it often!).
Your voice is deeper (and sometimes high pitched!).
You are crazy social. Your friends come over, you go over there.
You are starting to take things a bit more seriously...
... but you keep me laughing!
You have a heart for the broken.
You can spew off sports stats like no other.
You love the Montreal Canadians.
You really like to play chess.
Your football teammates and coaches called you "The Athlete".
You whip and nae nae like a pro.
Peanut, you are one of my favorite people to hang out with. You keep me entertained and thinking. You can be super serious and super hilarious. Thanks for being so awesome and for allowing me into your life!
I love you, I love you, I love you. Je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime. And I always will.
Love,
Mom
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