There is nothing cuter than the little 5 year old boy who lives next door when he's running to the bus stop in the mornings. This morning he's running down the street with his stocking hat on, coat unzipped and half off flopping all over. He runs for a bit, then get distracted by the man hole, oh, what is that a leaf? A leaf! Amazing! I look over at his house and his back pack is still sitting in his driveway. I have a minor panic attack that he's forgetting it, but here comes his big brother. He picked it up to help the little guy out. It just warms my heart, but at the same time I'm so thankful The Boy will never grow up to be that big and leave me. Whew!
NLJ
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Well who knows, in another 3 years you may be ready for him to fly the coop a few hours each day.
you'll rue the day you said that when he's 27 living in your basement and having chicks over.
The only thing better than seeing them run to the bus stop every morning (peace, peace, peace)...is seeing them run back home when the bus drops them off (glorious chaos, glorious chaos, glorious chaos).
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