Look Who's 16! I Think I Need to Lie Down.

I'm feeling a bit creaky in the joints today, my friends... Brady turns 16 today! However did this happen? I've been feeding him only bread and water for years now, trying to curb that pesky aging process, but it didn't do any good. He's a vibrant, happy, TALL teenager, and today, he crosses another threshold toward adulthood. I fear there's no going back now.

He'll be driving soon, so keep your eyes peeled for him! Should he pass your way, follow just behind him, see that he has safe passage for me. K?

Birthday wishes and "holy sh*t I can't believe you're 16" sentiments can be sent along to bradyendres(at)yahoo(dot)com, if'n you're so inclined.

Or, sing a raucous, off-key, extra-loud rendition of "Happy Birthday" on his VM if you're of the privileged few who know his #. We've been known to leave a few of those messages over the years...

As for me, I'm going to go crawl into the fetal position and ponder having 16 more babies so I'm never alone. Um, ya.

Happy Birthday Brady! We love you! And we're pretty darn smitten to have you as our son.