Holden learned how to catch a ball this past weekend.  We were sitting out on the deck, preparing for a grilling extravaganza, while Grandpa and Holden tossed a ball back and forth.  Holden was able to catch it several times.  Each time he would successfully catch it, we would clap, and he would look up at us with pride.  His smile was radiant, and he seemed to be eager for us to witness each of these tiny successes.

The day that your son can catch a ball is the day that he officially enters boyhood.