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...that was great. Michael is here this weekend. I can't get the lawn mower to start so he lucked out. My plan was to have both of us do some yard work, but it fell through -- he is quite happy about this situation. So, we played a little football in the high grass of the back yard. He's still fairly small, but he's grown about an inch in the last few months, and he's put on a little weight (although he is still skinny as a rail). At the same time, he seems to have gotten a major infusion of testosterone (at the tender age of 9 no less). I'm a whole lot bigger than he is; and I'm the experienced football player. He was kicking my rear!!! My ego, along with my joints, are in major pain! But, Michael sits next to me now, in all his boyish wonder, and I just figure that the pain is well worth it. There's nothing better than a boy smile and a boy snuggle to relieve the pains of age... /s/ calloway sighs......and moans.....and Michael says "Hi"... |