
I seriously cannot believe that my boy is a third grader. He seems officially grown up. He might as well order his cap and gown.

Before long, he will be as tall as me. Well, taller, according to Dr. Steve. I'm still mad he left.

Our neighbors always stop by for photos in the yard. It's been our tradition.

And of course, Gunnar had been up a few hours. He doesn't want to miss ANYTHING by sleeping in.

Yep, he's practically an adult.

Let's just hope that he changes his underware when he's off at college.
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