My son was born. I have a 17-year-old son. 
How the hell did that happen? It's like they put your life on fast-forward when you have a child. I swear I was only 21 yesterday.
I'm getting ready to take him and a few friends out to eat for his birthday. We're just waiting on Zach's Mom to bring him some money. I hope she hurries. I'm starving.
It was so much easier when he was little and didn't need to bring friends along. Now we can't go anywhere without them.