My eleven year old started football, for the first time, a few weeks ago and it dawned on me that he’s actually growing up. I watched this child who wants to be a star like his father play with such determination and it made me proud. He caught the most beautiful passes and he took the hits without a care.

He also started band. He really wanted to play drums but he ended up with the trombone. But he’s proud of it and he said it is easier to put together than the other instruments. We have a new school year with a lot of firsts and it just makes me proud to be a mother.