This year Cameron, our last "little kid" turned 13. It's hard to imagine that when he first came into my life he was barely not quite 3 years old. He was a chubby little thing back then and now he is a skinny young boy with braces, quite the contrast. This year we bought him "big boy" clothes from Hollister and Morgan joked that we should throw away all his other clothes and force him to grow up! Cameron is his own unique personality and he has a great sense of humor, nobody laughs at AFV louder than Cameron. It makes me a little sad to see the last one turn in to a teenager but it's been fun to watch it happen.