What.......17 years old!!!!

Tanner turned 17 last week. I was teary eyed off and on that day. I was feeling overwhelmed with how much I love him and what a pleasure it is to be his mom. I also feel a little anxious knowing that he is growing up so fast. I remember the day he was born so well. It seems like yesterday. When he was about a week old I was holding him and loving him and I began to cry. Tom asked me why I was crying. I told him that I was sad because I loved our new baby so much but I knew that he was going to grow up and move out one day. Tom laughed and said he has 19 years until he leaves for his mission, you have plenty of time, enjoy it. That 19th year seems all to close now. Tanner-man, mommy loves you! Happy Birthday!