Look at this little darling. JUST LOOK AT HIM.
I remember dressing him in a real, collared shirt...gelling up his hair...giving him a "smile nice, not silly" pep talk. Then, hopping in the car, catching a glimpse of him in the rearview mirror and seeing a TEENAGER in the backseat.
A grouchy teenager, maybe.
He is growing up so fast, I just can't stand it. Thank goodness for blogs to help freeze time just a tiny bit.
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