8 years ago today my middle son was born. He was by far the easiest birth of the 4. Of course today he gives me the most grief. I can see a bit of maturity peeking out already. He wants to have the same privileges as his 12 year old brother, so he is slowly learning what it’s going to take to make that happen. He is just like his Daddy in so many ways its almost scarey. Still can’t decide if that is a good or bad thing.
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