Bar Mitzvah Boy

This morning at Shul I looked over at the row of kids there as friends of the Bar Mitzvah and I let myself daydream a little about the bar and bat mitzvah circuit Caleb will be working 13 years from now. Obviously we can't know exactly what the future holds, but I looked over and saw Ella, Layla, Dana, Alexa, Reah, Ari, Bella, Edie, Max, Joseph, Baby Mellon, Baby Lawson, Baby Pickelner, and Baby Lurie sitting all together in a row. And even Noah and Shane and Emma and Adam and Shayna and Aaron and Sarah, who will be old enough to drive by then. Heck, Noah, Shane, Aaron and Sarah will be graduating High School! Hopefully Will would be there too.

I cannot even imagine what our kids will look like in 13 years, heck some of them have not even been born yet! I do know there will be a whole lot more skirts than ties (at least if the same crowd stands), but that is pretty much the story of my son's life. I imagine by that time we will have met and befriended a few more boys anyway.

Don't get me wrong. I am not in any hurry to see my ten week old son become a Bar Mitzvah. It is just hard to imagine that the row of kids at Shul today - boys in sport coats with messy hair and braces, and girls with lip gloss and heels and slightly too short skirts - were all once babies themselves.

And someday, thirteen years from now, some other new mom will start tearing up in Shul as she watches our children become men and women in the eyes of the Jewish people.

It's all pretty cool, I think.








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