I woke up this morning as my son was leaving. He had on his class A military uniform with all his ribbons and he looked so handsome. He picked up some extra National Guard work and will be manning a dedication ceremony. For a moment I wondered how that little boy grew into such a young man, and then reality hit. He couldn't find his shoes anywhere, same old Andrew as he was when he was 5. He realized he left them at the armory and had to have someone meet him there so he could pick them up. Some things never change! He's still my little boy masquarading as a grown man.