My Baby is 15 Years Old!

Cameron is growing... he wont stop... despite all my begging and pleading, he just keeps getting bigger. I know it sounds cliche to say that it has gone by in a blink of an eye-- but it truly has. I wish I had the power to keep my children for a little bit longer, but-- as my wise sister-in-law, Carol, once said-- 'No amount of time would be enough.'  So true!

Cameron's cake says "To The Bee's Knees"-- a saying Cameron kept using for the week before his birthday. 

Some of my favorite things about my 15 year-old Cameron are his sense of humor, his sense of responsibility, his desire to be righteous, and his work ethic in school. I love that he comes in my room every night (multiple times) to say goodnight and give me a kiss. I love seeing him adore his baby sister. I love that he is reading the Book of Mormon on his own. I love watching him dance in ballroom-- he really is talented. He is smart, and observant, and a worrier (a trait inherited from his Mother... sorry Cam). He is figuring out who he wants to be. I am proud of him.