Going to pick up my son, Zachary I was just a few minutes early.
My youngest is a bit of a wiggle worm. He’s on track to be my height (6’7”) but unlike his brother he’s under weight for his age, which is not to say he isn’t healthy, he’s just slender.
Watching him Play handball by himself, brought back memories. I wasn’t particularly popular in
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