Stepping out of his comfort zone

My alarm went off at 5:30 this Saturday morning.

The Hubs and I both hustled out of bed, but we didn't mind.

Our oldest son, Bud, was going to his first Forensic meet.

We're not just some of those proud parents (we'll maybe we are).

You see, for Bud to even want to do this is pretty amazing.

Bud had seizures from birth until he was about two years old that affected the speech area of his brain.

He has gone through hundreds of hours of speech therapy over the years.

He still has some letters and sounds that are difficult for him to pronounce.

When Bud announced he was joining the Forensic Team, Hubby and I were shocked. To me, public speaking is a form of slow torture.

I was thinking there must be a cute girl on the team.....

We still don't know his reasons (and don't really care).

The Hubby ironed all his clothes this morning and helped him get his sports coat and tie on straight.

And we both stood at the door and watched him drive off, talking about how much our baby boy has grown up and how proud we are of him for stepping out of his comfort zone and trying something new. I'm thankful to be able to enjoy these moments.

Have a great weekend!