On your 12th birthday…

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To my boy on your twelfth birthday, 

The twelve candles on your birthday cake had my heart dropping in to my stomach. Until the other day when grandma found you swimming in soap on the kitchen floor. Laughing and blowing bubbles. (you were suppose to be washing the dishes). I know when I was twelve I certainly was not blowing bubbles. That simply being 12 was not going to turn you in to the 12 year old version of me.  Yes in this case that would be a bad thing. That twelve is simple a number. Candles on a cake. Candles to be celebrated. I know that you childhood will not last forever but at least you still have your innocence. Happy Birthday Dude.