Double Digit Kid

I'm a little late in posting this, or posting anything. But it's the last few weeks of summer and I've been busy doing summer things. 

Last week Dylan turned 10. 10!?!?! When did this happen? I'm having a hard time coping with this double digit thing. I swear just last year he was a cute, chubby little boy waddling around and getting into everything. Now he's a tall, skinny handsome almost teenager.

 I don't think I can handle this...

He's starting to look so...grown. Where are the chubby cheeks? The big brown eyes filled with curiosity? The adorable clumsiness that made us giggle? Oh wait, he still has that. But still. Where has the little boy gone and who the heck is this pre-teen?

He has opinions now. Like he wants pie instead of cake. Ummm...what? When did that happen?

I have to bribe him to get him to smile and take a real picture.

He loves football and duct tape. 

He still adores his Dad.

He tolerates his brothers.

While it's been a challenge and at times it's downright frustrating, I can't imagine not being a Step-mom to my Dyl Pickle. The last 8 1/2 years I've had the honor of watching him grow and slowly become the boy..tween...10 year old (???) he is today. I can't wait to see what the future holds for him!