Today, while Bryan and I were driving to run some errands, we both saw a man mowing his lawn. He was pushing it towards us. Then, as we drove closer, he turned to change directions and we noticed his small son behind him, proudly pushing his own little plastic Fisher-Price-esque lawn mower behind him. Bryan and I both saw it simultaneously and laughed out loud because it was so cute and funny and heartwarming. Then,almost instantly, the laughter turned to tears as we realized how much we wanted our little Samuel to mimic daddy as he mowed the lawn. We pulled over to recover, then continued on our way because there is nothing else we can do.
Gross.
Not gross, reality. It's part of the process and you are both doing a good job.
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