We were swimming, vacationing perhaps. Lots of kids in the pool, women gossiping, men being manly. There was food, beer, sun. Collin was big, maybe 4 or 5. He was skinny as a rail, swimming like a fish, yelling and screaming and laughing. Splashing all the girls, running around like a total terror.
(am I seeing the future?)
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I am keeping my fingers crossed that you get a sweet, little lovey boy and not one of those rowdy ones! He should be just like our little Matt.
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