Last year, on Liam's third birthday, he dug through his drawers and found his stripey yellow shirt, now a little small, and put it on. He declared, to our amazement, "This is what I wore on my last birthday!" Indeed, he had. It had been his favorite yellow shirt in an era when he would deign to wear a shirt of no other color. The yellow shirt is in many pictures, including his 2nd birthday, which is, we presume, how he remembered.
Fast forward to now, and Finn is wearing 2T shirts. As first, he delighted in being allowed to pull a "new" shirt out of the bag of Liam's hand-me-downs, but then he discovered yellow shirts. It seems it is either a genetic predisposition, or something to do with the age, but Finn also loves the color yellow. Sometimes he requests his "lion shirt" that Nana gave him, which is yellow, but more commonly he requests the yellow shirt. It now has a stretched-out neck, but is otherwise in surprisingly good shape. Maybe he, too, has seen in on Liam in many pictures? Yesterday, as he sat in Liam's former booster chair, wearing the yellow shirt, and sporting a bib that had been Liam's as well, we realized he was exactly the age Liam was when we moved here. How times flies.
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I can hardly believe that Finn is already the age Liam was when you guys moved... time certainly does fly. Jamie was asking the other day when we can go to your house again. It made me sad...
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