Thursday, September 16, 2010

Sammy Ramone

Someone commented that my boys look like my brother and I as kids. I was the older one with darker hair, eyes and temperment, and my brother, the younger, was fair-haired, blue-eyed, smiling. Maybe that explains this tension between the boy and I - this difficult thing. He recently learned to tie his shoes, I didn't even know he didn't know, so I taught him when I found out. This morning he tried on a black faux-leather jacket, and with his bangs hanging down to just above his eyes, I told him he looked cool like one of the Ramones. He didn't know who they were, but he was pretty pleased with himself none-the-less, and that was nice to see.

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