But, no matter what, I see my blonde boy as this:
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and this:
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and this:
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and sometimes even this:
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So, tonight is Halloween. And Jimmy is chatting to me online about how he got the wrong size candy bars to hand out(too big) so now he doesn't have enough for all the kids that will come to his house. So he just called his roommate and asked him to pick up more on his way home from work. And suddenly I felt very disoriented. How is it that my firstborn is now handing out candy for Halloween from his own place? Like a responsible adult? When did that happen? How can he be old enough? When did he grow up?
I remember him in all HIS costumes through the years. The first year he was a devil, then a ghost, then a ninja turtle, then a pirate, then dracula, then a hockey player....he was always so enthusiastic! Running from house to house, yelling for 'poor John' to hurry and keep up with him :)

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AND... not only is he handing out candy like an adult but he is running a Halloween party in Wash. D.C. A party for 175 people all in costume at a hotel that used to be a funeral home. He is IN CHARGE. Of the whole event.

I CANNOT keep up.

