Saturday, we were recruited to help Justin's mom clean out her spider house, also known as the storage shed.
It was a trip we were not really looking forward to, given her propensity to keep every blessed thing for 25 years, on the off chance it will become an antique. Which led to some interesting conversations-
"Mom, it's junk."
"No- that's an antique."
"Mom? Some things aren't antiques. They are just old."
It went on the trash trailer, headed straight to the dump. Unless she sneaks over to it before Monday morning and goes through our hard work and finds it.
But, I did find some treasures that she graciously let me have. Pictures of Justin when he was little.
This picture reminds me of Maddie so much, I can't help but smile. She grins in that exact same way, when she doesn't really want to smile. She crosses her arms, just like that when she doesn't want to do something. Replace the jersey with a princess shirt, straighten the hair and you have Maddie.
This is Justin's Kindergarten picture. It almost makes me cry because in one short year, Maddie will be in full time, the real deal, 5 days a week- Kindergarten. Do they still have those cheesy props? Maybe I could find a retro Astros jersey, poof up her hair, and try to replicate this picture.
This picture just makes me smile. I think he is probably in 2nd grade. Quite the charmer, from what I'm told. Don't you just want to ruffle his hair?
After I looked through the stacks of pictures, I looked in the mirror, and tried to tame my 'fro. Then I glanced through the pictures again.
The question popped in my head- was Maddie switched at birth?
Surely, any child that we had a part in making would have curly hair, right? Go ahead- look at my profile picture. Look again at his curls.
Now- look at this
Oh well, even if she was switched at birth, I'm not giving her back. I've grown kinda partial to her.
Even if she doesn't look like me. Or him.