All Grown Up

The first time I met him, he was 8 years old. Second grade I believe. I was still young and had no idea how to relate to a second grader, but in the few minutes I spent with him, I instantly liked him. Why... well, after a little chit chat about what's happening in second grade he walked away. 5 seconds later he came back and hugged me. A very shy hug. But a hug none-the-less. I'm such a sucker for a guy that gives away free hugs .

He's graduating from high school now. Hard to believe. He's the baby of the family and now he's leaving the nest.