Weeburt is 18 today. Phew..... LOL. He's a funny kid - not happy at all to be an "adult." When his 4th birthday was approaching, he decided adamantly that he was not going to turn 4. No reason, just.... not happening. Even the thought of gifts and cake (an Arthur cake - remember him?) couldn't get him interested. Probably one of the few tantrums he ever had. I think if he could, he'd tantrum over this birthday too. He's my easiest kid, and probably the one I worry about the most. He's incredibly stoic and I really don't know what goes on in his mind, but he's sweet and loving and has a wicked sense of humor. And he puts up with my concern and worry and general hovering with extreme grace. He's done really well in school, has racked up a ton of honors (all with zero effort - ugh), and will be heading off to a very good engineering school this fall. Not MIT, which has been my dream for him since he was 8, but.... his choice. Favorite Weeburt story: We went to the zoo when he was 4. A friend of mine met us there, and we strolled around looking at the animals. Except for Weeburt, who stomped along the paths and muttered the *entire* day, "I just don't have time for this, I just *don't* have time for this." My friend finally looked at me and said, "What? He's got an important business meeting?!?!?" He's hated the zoo ever since. I have no clue why. Happy birthday to my Weeburt.