So I am going to post about Isaiah's birthday soon, but I have to write about this.
I have never been in a house with a boy of the ages 10-12. I grew up with my sister. And I was married when Devin was this age, so I don't remember him going through this.
Last Sunday in singing time in Primary I noticed that James Jr.'s voice was cracking. I never noticed before. He loves to sing, and does so loudly. I love listening to him.
As the week progressed I noticed that his voice was sounding as if he is sick. Oh how I love it. My oldest, who will be 12 in a few weeks, is growing up. He isn't little anymore. But I don't mind. He is wonderful. But every time that I hear him talk funny I just get a little smile on my face and giggle. I am loving it. I just can't picture my little James with a deep voice. I wonder if will be as deep as his fathers. I guess we will wait and see.
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