It’s just that he does. Everything, his way. Not as in, he gets his way, just as in, he does it his way. His brother has always been a boy who asks questions, Why ? Where? What? He is the son that always says, Show me, Help me.
But this one? Right here? He is a doer. A jumper in of the two foot persuasion. Not, a thinker througher. A heart attack giver, to this commonly acknowledged to be over protective nervous Mama. And generally, everything is fine. We have yet to go to the Emergency Room (knock on wood-every tree in this yard in fact). And the truth of the matter is, that life with these two? Is never boring.
Peanut butter, blueberries and strawberry jam sandwich, thank you very much.
*My Way- Frank (Sinatra)
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He is bound for a different kind of greatness than his brother…Every mom should have one of each just so you don’t feel left out!
Now that’s a sandwich!!!