And now, it’s Elvis. Parker, my sweet PBO, you’re ten years old and you are fascinated with learning every thing you can about Elvis Presley. I can never guess what’s going to be next! You know, there’s this parenting “rule” that says you can’t be your kid’s friend…you have to be their parent. Well, babe, screw that (for now). I really, really, REALLY love being your friend. You make me laugh, you make me think, and the world just feels like a sun-shinier place when I have you by my side. I am desperate for you to always want to ask me your questions and tell me your stories. I love you as my son. I treasure you as my friend.
Happy DECADE, Parker Day Boles. You hunka, hunka burning 4th grader.
