He likes to put on Hunter’s football helmet and then ride his plasma car like a crazy man. My slanted landscape lights are proof of his off roading adventures. He wants to be just like his brothers. He mimics how they play. He mimics what they say. He retells their jokes. He likes to wear their clothes. He wants to watch their shows. He wants to do everything they do.
Winter weather here is absolutely beautiful and my kids spend most afternoons in the front yard playing with some type of ball (a lot of football, some soccer and a little basketball). Cannon makes sure he’s with them. Cheering them on from the sidelines on his car. These days don’t seem to last. Childhood is too short.
