His smile melts my heart.
So does his pout.
He has a tender heart.
His feelings get hurt if you "speak" to him too loudly.
He is a collector.
Of rocks & sticks.
He can load his pockets full.
My dryer finds them for me.
He wants to go back to the railroad & find this penny he left on the track. 
He has a hard time focusing on the task at hand.
Especially with so many sticks to be thrown.
I have a feeling he will do great things.
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Words escape me. I talked w/one of our Sisters today who is a fraternal twin. Said they were always together and cried a lot when they turned 18 & went to different schools. We cannot imagine what it would be like to always have someone at your side. What a blessing to always have yourself at your side! Beautiful boy.
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