Lately I've been living with a kid that wants to wear his Beatles t-shirt - a lot. And, he gets a little irritated when the local radio stations are not playing Beatles music. With his love of Beatles music there is no doubt that he's Gary's son. I just haven't been sure he's mine.
BUT yesterday he did something that made him truly mine...he didn't want to leave our state museum. Okay, not a big deal to some, but to his mother the history/social science major - it was huge! Granted, my spiel on the Great Depression went straight over his head, but he still seemed to enjoy himself.
Growing up, my family came to the capitol city every year for the annual teacher's convention. It was where we did our back to school shopping and where we got to play in a pool for a few days. What I lived for, though, was going to the museum. It's nice to know Chase enjoys it, too.
And, it's nice to know that he's mine.
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That's exactly what that little sparkle in his eye was saying. He gets that sparkle a lot.
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