It’s as if my baby boy knows exactly what to do when someone looks at him or takes a picture. He burns so brightly from inside. Lit from within. And shines through the eyes.
A while back I wondered how different Arden would be from Finn. It’s hard to describe. There is a through line with both of my boys. Like they’re from the same solar system but neighboring planets.
Part of the fun in this journey is seeing how these kids grow. It’s like watching a werewolf in slow motion. You see a transformation over time that is so tremendous it mightn’t be believed. There’s hair and howling. Aversions and strengthening. We know the result, but ignore the end.
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