Here is son number two celebrating his 21st birthday:
So I guess we’re all done with parenting now, right?
Okay, maybe not.
At any rate, it seems to me that, to a parent, your child is a bit like a palimpsest: beneath the current surface are all the other layers of his life, visible only to you. So beneath that smiling adult face I still see this guy:
And this guy:
. . . and a million others in between.
Happy birthday, Mark!