Growing up

I don’t normally post cutesy kiddie stuff, but I’ll make an exception this time.

My eldest son Isaac, nearly 9, has reached a coming-of-age, of sorts. A big step on the way to adulthood.

Last night, independently, with no help or pushing, he looked at, read, comprehended, “got” and laughed at, his first Far Side cartoon.

Sniffle. He’s growing up.