The 11 year old.

My son. Where to start, I love him dearly and he is growing up so fast. Although at times he does things that truly remind me he is just 11.

Sitting on the couch watching tv with Derek, NCIS is sucking me in, and I make a snide comment about the show we are watching.

NCIS opens with a couple arguing about who wakes up the ba by by being loud and then they hear the baby on the monitor. Then hear a man ask for help.

I then get up from the couch and say "ewwww" and from the next room my lovely son yells "whatever it is you do not need it"

Laughing ensued. Now let me explain. I may have in the past been "awed" at a commercial. Who would not want a Shamwow.

This what I found when I went into the bath this morning. He is 11. It changed one more time when he went to brush is teeth.

So many cars, so little time.

Happy Wednesday.