No matter how many times Amanda reminded herself that Angelo was 10 years old, she couldn’t seem to believe it. Wasn’t he just that little, helpless newborn that she held in her arms? Now it embarrassed him if she gave him as much as a kiss on the cheek in public. If she even so much as ruffled his hair and called him cute, his cheeks turned rosy red. He was officially double digits now, rapidly heading towards adolescence. Kobe, no. Amanda hoped that time will slow down. She was already the mother of a teenager; she wasn’t yet ready to be the mother of two teens.
Angelo hadn’t quite wanted to do anything special. He was easily content that way. Still, they’d spent a day at the sea and then taken him to a shop to get a new boat for his collection. Emi had insisted on getting him a lego set as well, ‘to keep him occupied and out of her room’. Amanda was still chuckling at the notion. They were getting to those ages where they needed their space; especially Emi. Unexpectedly, the gift had turned into a family project that lasted hours and hours. Nearly an entire day, in fact. But at last, they’d managed to create an amazing lego ship. Late on Thursday night, Amanda and Niels were still sitting at the table in the family room, staring at the result of their family’s effort. “I so love our family,” said Amanda. “So do I,” Niels agreed. “I still can’t believe he’s 10.” She shook her head. “They’re growing up so quickly.”
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