:He's less and less mama's boy and more and more papa's shadow. This morning he wanted to start the day with a shav (what you might call a shave), lift weights, and drink a protein milkshake with the man of the house. Forget that he has no facial hair or much muscles, the shake guarantees both to put hair on your chest and fill up your pecs.
I'm cool with both, in time. Just please, promise me this... won't you always stay my precious son wherein beats a heart for others and your God? Then, when this mama's work is done, I can rest knowing that you are prepared for the world and that the world will be better prepared for God's return because my son is in it.