You know when it's happened. That moment...you know. When all your discipline flies out the door.

You're standing bug eyed in front of your oldest son and hollering about something that he should have done and about something else he shouldn't have done. And well he just stands there and stares bug eyed back at you with a twinkle in his eyes. Because he's as tall as you or taller still. He knows that he's no longer your little boy.

Ya. It has happened today. I was tempted to do what my mom did when it happened to her. Jump up on the table. Sighhh....where did my little boy go?