Who is this?

This is your son?

Yes he is, hun!

I don't recongize him at all!

I testify that I am now slim and tall.

For I imply that i've grown up!

For i've had my glo up.

No more pudgy cheeks to pinch.

No more candy left to clinch.

No more bedtimes, dinner chimes, or kiddy rythmes. 

I now date, drive, donate, and skydive.

I am better me, can't you see?

In a letter I would plea that this is the new me