This sweet boy:
Sunday, it was cold and gross, but we had PORCH pick-up. Brad was still battling his cold (which is now gone), and Issa was exhausted and sore from dance. Evan said he and I could manage. I fully planned to do more parking and hauling, but he knew my ankle was (and is) still not quite right. He refused to let me help. We filled the entire back of the car, and he carried every box, bag, and can.
In the past few months, he is really growing up and we are seeing more of the man he is becoming, and I couldn't be more proud.
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