They are so similar, yet so different. My husband (per my Mother in Law’s on stories) was a precocious and deeply sensitive little boy filled with mischief, who occasionally terrorized his much older siblings. My son is some of these things while being his own complete self. A decade ago, I had only one of them and now there are two of them, father and son making a holiday like Easter so full that I am bursting at the seams.
What did you say?