Last night there were girls out on our porch. A little coffee. A little wine. Lots of laughter. When Abe got out of the shower he came running out of the front door and plopped down and put his feet up on the coffee table. He came to enjoy the "party." I told him he needed to get back into the house because it wasn't a place for little boys.
And then he looked at me - with his cross little face and said this:
I WISH I WAS NOT A LITTLE BOY!!
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