This is the year that my boys change. A lot. Thing 1 turns 16, drives and leaves very little, if any, of little boy left behind as he presses toward adulthood. He's one great young man. This mom couldn't be more thankful or proud. Thing 2 turns six this year. He's going on 26 but that doesn't take away from the abundance of childlike-wonder he shares with me daily. When a boy turns five, all things baby are jettisoned on the wayside as it's full steam ahead to growing up. Slow down, guys. I wish I could freeze time.