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It has been way too long since I have updated you on this lovely young man. Riley (aka PickleBoy, PB, boyo, etc.) has been very busy. Busy growing, changing, becoming, laughing, huffing, puffing and blowing the house down. Since we last discussed he has started eighth grade, turned thirteen, run for the office of school DJ, WON! which entails spinning the tunes every Friday at lunch, joined a rock band as the singer, performed in the school variety show as one of the emcees all while maintaining his grades, his sense of humor and, yes, being a typical teenage pain in the ass at times - hello - he IS human after all :)

No longer a boy, not yet a man.
My dearest and best.
Through thick and thin.
Infuriating one moment.
Genuinely endearing the next.

I try not to think how little time is left until he spreads his wings to fly away to the phase of his life that I am no longer his daily companion. I have all the faith in the Universe that he will make a most excellent adult.

Just not yet, ok?