they got tall.

Years ago, when Mr. Gilroy and I were their fifth grade teachers,

they were shorter than me.

Now they're tall.

In so many ways.

Boys to men.

Steven.  Noah.  Jacob.  Drew.  Caleb.

When we took these pictures,

I was wearing my big brown, down coat
(think Eskimo...or a giant Tootsie Roll).

They were not.

It was COLD.

It didn't seem to matter.

I laughed the entire time.

They laughed a bit too.

Enjoy your last weeks of high school, "boys."

Thanks for letting me spend a little time with you now that you're tall,

remembering when you were small,

marveling at who you've become,

and anticipating all that lies ahead.