I promise not to get too reflective or talk too much about what a cute baby you were. And, I wouldn't want to embarrass you (too much) by talking about what a handsome young man you are. Instead, I just want to say how impressed I am with the young man you are turning into. I love teaching you to cook and, even more than enjoying the teaching, I love that you want to learn to cook. Your help around the house since dad started back on night shifts has been invaluable. I don't know many kids your age who would volunteer to stay up a bit later not to chill out but to help fold laundry. I was also really impressed with how willing you were to help Joey practice for his Deputy Black Belt exam. I know y'all have your moments but it makes me smile to see you two working together and helping each other out.
It makes me happy to see you exploring and developing your faith. It still floors me when you say you like going to church because there were days I never thought we'd reach this point (what mom of a teenager hasn't said that).
I love you and I'm so lucky to be your mom.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARTY!