It is 10:15 pm and I just got off the phone with Philip. He is 31 – or is it 32? Yes! It’s 32. A sidebar – since the time all the boys were over 21, I have had a hard time remembering how old they are. I can easily tell you their birthdates with years, their birthweights even, but how old they are seems to confuse me. I mean with four children, their ages are always changing, right? My husband always knows so I just ask him. Anyway, back to the phone call. Philip called me just to say hi. When he was 9 and his lower lip wasstuck out in poutiness, or I was scrubbing the carpet after he had been sick (we finally realized he was allergic to pepperoni!), I never could have dreamed that one day he would call me (while he was waiting for Homeland to download) and really want to know how I was doing. Bottom line: It happens, it really does….they grow up and they love you and care about you – it is so worth it.