It hardly seems like it’s been almost 13 years since we watched the little boy board the bus and set off to his first day of school, and it seems like a lifetime ago.
Congratulations to my son Cameron on the occasion of his graduation from Parkland High School. You’ve made a lot of people proud, and we can’t wait to see what the future holds for you.
Wednesday, February 9, 1994, 5:34 a.m. That’s when my life changed for the best. Not just better; I know my superlatives. Whatever was good in my life up until that moment was magnified, whatever was bad didn’t matter any longer.
You turn eighteen today, kiddo. You’ve made me proud. You’ve grown into an intelligent, compassionate, caring young man, a talented musician with a bright future, surrounded by family and friends who would do anything for you. And you’re way cooler than I ever was.
Enjoy your day.
Happy Birthday, young man!
My son Cameron turns 18 on February 9, and his mother, Jill, had a terrific idea for a surprise birthday gift: a makeover of his bedroom to refect his interest in Japanese culture. She had some great decorating plans; I just stayed out of her way.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Cameron’s mom brought him back a fedora from the Hard Rock Café in Atlantic City. We think it makes him look like a beardless Kid Rock. He thinks it makes him look like a gangster. Not a gangsta, but a gangster.
My son’s Trick-or-Treat getup. At least, I hope that’s all it is.
My 16-year-old son got his learner’s permit last week. Yesterday I took him to a corporate park deserted because of the holiday to get him some experience.
The video and pictures speak for themselves.
Yesterday my 16-year-old son Cameron took the test to get his learner’s permit, and aced it with 100%. Well done!
Now that he’s about to prepare for getting his driver’s license, I’m hoping he can put aside the years of bad habits he may have picked up from Mario Kart, Gran Turismo, and Grand Theft Auto. When he’s behind the wheel for real, there’ll be no running down pedestrians or ramming into police cars at high speed, please!