graduation. It's hard to fathom that he's headed to college in just a
few months. I mean come on, we still call him baby James despite the
fact that he's 17, is taller than me, and is sporting a wee bit of
facial hair. (Fun fact: he's been "baby James" ever since my mom came
home one day spattered in blood. We asked her whose blood it was and
she excitedly yelled "baby James was born today!" - for the record we
had no idea what she was talking about, we didn't even know she had a
pregnant friend, let alone one who would want her in the delivery room
and then later become like family).
Baby James (who got upgraded to graduate James just for the day) is
headed to UCB this fall. Something tells me we're going to be seeing
him more often. Especially if he starts to run out of meals at the end
of the semester. We can't promise feasts like the one we had at ocean
king tonight, but you know we'll hook him up with some tasty treats!
Congrats baby jamers!
