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Wednesday, July 26, 2017
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My Favorite 10 Year Old and Why I Can't Take the Credit
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Denver and his relay team. |
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Denver took this picture on the morning of his state swim meet. "Buddy, I haven't even had my coffee yet. I know I look terrible." "In real life, Yes. But you always somehow look good in pictures!" |
Unlike his brothers and me, Denver doesn't enjoy reading, museums, or being quiet. He prefers action, loud noises, and being the center of attention. He LOVES being with people, and in the last year, he has grown to love swim team-- where he gets to spend hours (and hours and hours) hanging out with his buddies, cheering for them, and competing with them.
Of course, anyone who knows our family knows that Denver is similar to my husband. In fact, John calls Denver his "Mini Me." And it is nearly true. Watching this boy struggle to live with me gives me insight into my husband's similar struggles. Like Denver, John does not think spending time reading books in the same room is "together" time. Likewise, Denver and John resent being left home while I'm off on a six hour bike ride.
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One of many of Denver's Race Tattoos |
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