Quinn is definitely on the mend. Today he ate half a cheeseburger and a medium-sized brownie batter blizzard and ran a borrowed DVD back to a neighbor. On the way home, I heard him calling, "Mom! Mom!"
I walked to the window, tore open the sash and asked what all the commotion was about. Quinn told me, "You won't believe it! Mrs. Other Neighbor's Butt is just as big as yours!"
I love my son and his extraordinarily perceptive visual skills.
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That's a good son, right there. You are a lucky woman.
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