Work it!
I have glimpses of Matthew as a teenager. Every so often he surprises me and does something totally out of the norm and I realize he's closer to being a teenager than he is a baby. What a sad thought!
Every school night, Matthew takes a shower, cleans his room and reads. Usually while he's doing that, I'm picking up the house or getting Ethan ready for bed. As I walked down the hallway to check on him, I found him like this...




Yep.
He's trying to work out so he can 'look better' for a girl.
Save me.
He's in second grade!
Teenage years aren't going to be pleasant for me.
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