Hey, Marni C., this is your spoiler alert!
I’ve got a surprise planned for a friend who’s moving and I’m excited because I think she’s going to love it.
For the past several days, I’ve been searching my computer photo files (quite a feat) to pull together an online photo book of pictures of her son and mine. Think of it as a retrospect over the years, if you will. The two are best friends.
I'm amazed at how many photos I have of the two of them together: First days of school. Basketball. Birthday parties. Neighborhood get-togethers. Town festivals. Halloween. Fourth of July.
My favorite photo shows the two of them at a Flamingo Night we hosted at our house last summer. Colored plastic necklaces threaten to weight them down. I. grins at the camera while E. grins at him. A click of a camera tells the story of how these boys lives’ are wrapped up and around each other.
When they get older, I want them to remember how there was a time when the biggest problem they had was deciding who got to be Anakin.
I order two books, one for her son and one for mine. I want both of them to remember.