Our "Baby Boy" Is All Grown Up

Can't let this day end without recognizing Kyle's 21st birthday! Twenty-one years ago, after three months of bedrest, external version, and a traumatic, terrifying cesaerean delivery, that little stinker arrived and made me forget all the trouble he'd caused. (Well, after the nine months of colic had passed, anyway.) Thank goodness he's more than made up for the grief.

Kyle will soon be heading to Buenos Aires, Argentina to work in an internship as part of his Global Communications major. He'll be working with a company that supports business start-ups. He leaves in about a month and will be gone for eight weeks.

Check out his digs!

He's renting one room in this house.

Here's where he'll chill at the end of the day...

He might have to put these beds end-to-end to fit his 6'1" frame comfortably.haha

Kyle, I could not be prouder of the man you have become, and I can't wait to see where you go from here. (Just don't forget to come home once in a while, okay? :) Love you...