Every time I have a staging job, Evan is practically in tears if he can’t ride in the truck. He also seems to be going through a “mommy” stage. Periodically he just wants to be around me a little more than usual. So, he became my assistant as I loaded furniture into the big Uhaul truck. He actually was pretty good and I got the job done and pleased my son at the same time. Boys and trucks. I guess I better start getting used to it.
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