Eons ago when I was at Genex, my mommy-mentor Maria had lots of photos of her toddler Truman at the pumpkin patch. The light was waning, but we managed to get a few photos today of Finny, and we bought him a small pumpkin for Halloween. He seemed to like the big, round objects and spend quite some time talking to them, and to his new girlfriend, Eden. (Sorry Aisling - she was very forward... it's not Fin's fault.)
Later that afternoon we saw... TRUMAN! At the store with his dad Adam. SO CUTE. I recognized that face and said to Adam, "Is this Truman?" Adam seemed a little surprised but sure enough it was! He's an adorable little fella too. See, small world and everything is meant to be or something.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
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Neglected children everywhere will one day get to say, "My mom wrote a novel." Fintan is no exception.
He'll also get to say "My mom climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro when there was still snow on it." I'm so proud of him!
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