Ryker Is 13!

Do you believe that 13 is an unlucky number?

I don't think I believe any of that stuff, but I SWEAR that every time I've had a child who is 13 it's been a hard age.

It's the first year of junior high.

Maybe that's it.

Ryker started 7th grade this school year.

Voices change (I've only ever had boys), smells change, they grow like a LOT of inches taller...

Girls are either great or they suck.

There's a lot going on with 13 year-old boys.

And, Ryker is 13 today.

He is still a baseball lover, football lover, phone lover, video game lover, friend lover...

He still likes tolerates his parents.

But he isn't as cuddly and cute as he was a year ago!!!!

He still has the same group of good friends, thank goodness.

He is taller than me now. Shocking.

He still rolls his eyes at us when we ask if he has homework. Not impressed.

He still climbs in bed with me, but it's with his phone now. Lame.

He still can't seem to get his laundry INto the clothes hamper. Typical.

But, man, do we love him.

He's our last one to ever be turning 13... that's lucky, right??