I'm in the wrong season. Instead of pulling out Christmas decorations and decking the halls, I've decided to go through closets and toy chests to organize and (secretly) get rid of a few things. The boys will ask, "where are you taking that?" I provide a vague answer about just moving it to another room or rearranging. They'll forget about the Sonic tot toys and McDonald's talking plastic Chipmunks soon enough.
I pulled some photo albums down from the top shelves of TJ's closet and looked through a few pictures. I took a picture of me from my senior year in high school to Paul and asked, "Who do you think this is?"
He barely glanced at it and said, "That's you mom." I asked how he knew and he said, "It looks just like you. Look in the mirror."
I love that boy.
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