My how fast time flies by. Today, 13 years ago, I had my son Lachlan, at 12:17pm to be precise. I was 25 years of age, and when I saw his big blue eyes staring up at me I fell instantly in love. He was born 7 pounds 9 ounces, and he was such a good baby. He would eat, sleep, and was never really a crying baby. He had a head full of curls when his hair decided to grow (I will have to scan a picture to show you just how gorgeous it was), and now he is a teenager. I am a mum to a teenager. How did that happen so fast. He is a boy that loves to sit on the computer like his mother, read books, play Game Boy games, and go to the movies. He loves swimming (he would end up a prune if I let him). He likes to cook too, and he loves camping. Here is Lachlan at Mallacoota in February 2005, with the fish that he caught. He did catch a lot of other fish too, but there is no pictures of those. Lachlan caught his first fish when he was 5 years old when we camped at Rocklands with Paul's mum and dad and aunt and uncle. I remember he kept that fish in a bucket for hours, thinking that he could take it home like that. Paul's uncle then informed him that the fish needed to be cut up and filleted for dinner. Lachlan was not impressed after that, and was quite upset about it. Thankfully the experience did not scar him in any way. At Mallacoota Lachlan watched as his fish were filleted and he ate them for dinner without hesitation. I really do hope that Lachlan learns a lot through his teenage years, and grows into a wonderful adult. Happy Birthday Lachlan and I hope you have a wonderful day today. We are taking him out to dinner and then to the movies, so it should be a lovely afternoon!