Thursday, June 15, 2006
Sons with phases
Poor Foo is trying to find his place in this world. Not quite old enough to fit in with the teens, but too old to fit in with the little kids.
Eleven. The beginning of the tween years. These days, I can find him in his room, trying to figure out something important to do. He is so pensive, so insightful, and as always, so thoughtful of others.
Praying that he moves from this phase of childhood into young adolesence with great ease and sense of self.
Posted by K at 7:26 AM