My mother Joan accompanied us on our trip to South Carolina. She wrangled Xander while I worked, and she was a godsend. I couldn't have gotten anything done if she hadn't been there - and that's the literal truth.
We were both delighted to discover that many of the clothes I packed for Xander just happened to match my mom's own clothes, which was a happy accident. So to amuse themselves, they started coordinating their outfits. Alas, my mother doesn't have a matching bib to go with her ensemble.
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Wow! He has changed so much already. I know that's how it works but it is still amazing.
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