My boys look nothing alike. The only thing that they have in common looks wise is that both of them have unruly hair.
Friday night S1 came home for the weekend. He was dropped off at the high school so that he could attend the football game and see friends. The boys sat next to each other in the stands. Younger one with arm around older one's shoulders. When it came time for the band to stand and play younger one played trumpet with one hand and his other was on his brother's head. I could have watched them all night.
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That is a beautiful image. They must miss each other. I remember how it felt when my older siblings went to college.
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