Penn turned 13 on November 27th. I have a teenager! We woke him up with breakfast and a candle like we have since he was little. He opened presents and we took him and some friends to play paint ball.
I am so lucky to be his mother. He has certainly made me a better person. He was born on Thanksgiving Day and I've always enjoyed the symbolism of that day. I love his dry wit and love of humor. I love how strong his convictions can be, his interest in music, good food and his obsession with playing soccer. I love his ability to forgive and his determination to move forward. I love his focus on the positive and how he doesn't let obstacles get him down. Penn makes me laugh and love and hope. Watching him grow and loving him is a joy and privilege.