Michael is 15!!

MICHAEL ANGELO, WE LOVE YOU!!!

Michael and his buddy Sean...never serious!

Uncle Michael David getting the best part of teenage boys...their pit stink!!

Happy Birthday Boy!!

We think you are amazing and look forward to every minute of your life adventure!

Having a 15 Year Old Means...

Having a fifteen year old means....
I am no longer a fountain of knowledge, infact, I instantly know nothing.
I shop in the men's department.
I buy shoes that are bigger than boats and cost more than my car payment.
I buy gifts that range from toys and video games to expensive electronics and designer labels.
I must never mention that I once was 15 and I could never understand.
I must not schedule anything without checking in first.
I pay for Driver's Training.
I must only cheer internally at soccer games.
I can not play my music when I shuttle friends.
I can not straighten a tie.
I can not suggest that hair be trimmed or even brushed.
I can not give advice of any kind.
I must not expect simple and long standing expectations.
I pay for SATs and ACTs.
I must never discuss religion or Boy Scouts in public.
I can not compliment or brag about my children in public.
I must compliment and brag about my children all the time.
I must be kind to all friends and drive them anywhere requested.
I apologize to the neighbors for the loud music.
I must endure teenage girls...and the drama they cause.
I must not comment about personal things, even if they have been posted on facebook.
I will visit the Emergency Room no less than two times per quarter.
I must double my grocery bill.
I will wait up late and get up early.
I may be heart-sick and beaming with pride all in the same day.

Failure to comply means I MAY be subjected to:
Eye rolling, humphing, stomping, snorting, door slamming, pouting, tirades and even occasional bad mouthing.

But best of all, having a 15 year old means...I only have three years left!!! Yahoo!!
(Of course, I don't really mean the 'yahoo' part...very much!)

Bad Influence-Grandpa!!

My Dad thinks being a Grandpa is amazing. He loves that he can dish out all of the fun without any of the rules or discipline. My kids love it too! (Secretly, I love it too!) I have decide to keep a record of all of his nefarious mis-deeds and I will call this record "The Grandpa Acts."

During his last visit, and with the support of my mother and sister (shame on you both), he performed some of his most masterful Grandpa Acts, leading Spencer farther down the path of Naughtiness!!

#1-The Suggestion #2-The Encouragement
#3-The Approval #4-The Cover-up

#5-Naughtiness Obtained

OK, in all honesty Spencer was well on his way down the path of Naughtiness on his own.

But seriously, I would have eaten that little cheesecake.

Also, when he tried this with his bowl of Rice Krispies this morning

the results were much messier!!

More of The Grandpa Acts!!

Sprinkles and Whipped Cream!

Oh, the HORROR!!