Clint...growing up

Clint is not around much anymore when I get the camera out. He gets himself up every morning at 6:40 AM while I am still at the gym. I get home at about 7:10 and drive him and Talon to school. He comes home at about 3:00 PM and goes downstairs to play x-box until I kick him off. He goes to guitar practice on Mondays, Scouts on Wednesdays. He watches his little brother when I ask, takes out the garbage, feeds and walks the dog, does his homework, gets good grades, stays out of trouble, and plays air-soft on the weekends. He still loves to read, but is now reading adult science fiction like Halo and Enders Game. He knows more than me about my ipod and computer. He gets the x-box to himself on Friday nights. He chooses good friends to play on-line with, is offended by bad language, and sleepwalks when he is over-tired. He is a good boy. I hope with all my heart he stays that way. I hope I have done enough for him. Because my influence on his is waining. I hope he always makes the right choices and has the strength to be a good influence to his friends. I hope he realizes how wonderful he is. And that he always knows that his family loves him. And is proud of him and all he has accomplished and will continue to achieve. He is on the right track. I hope he always stays on the path. Love you Clint, even though you are not around for the science experiments and art projects as much. xoxoxo