They're this crazy mix of man and boy that makes my heart swell with love and happiness (and, so, yeah...okay, sometimes with anger and frustration, too!)!
I love that the Pal still gets holes in his jeans...because it means he still "plays".
And I love that, when a big, slushy, icy hill is discovered, a 14 year old manboy can't help himself but to slip and slide and run down it as fast as he can...
More often that not, that 14 year old boy makes me smile.
I love him.