Professor Calculus (not his real name, that would be unkind) is our thirteen year old son.  He is acutely thirteen. Some days he is so thirteen that I want to scream.  Some days I actually do scream.  It helps but little.

In the world he is charming, mature, handsome, gracious, courteous, clever, resourceful and daring. He was born cool.  Everyone loves him. At home he is all these things and more.  Many, many things.  That is all I am going to say about that.

Professor, God has great things planned for you.