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by Byron on December 10, 2017


I don’t think I’ve memorialized on this blog that you get nosebleeds.  You get them about once per week.  More in the dryer season, like now.  You’ve been to a pediatric ENT about it.  They say you’re totally fine and there’s nothing to do about it, save cauterize the small vessels in your nose.  That seems like overkill.  At this point, you barely get concerned.  You simply say, “Mommy/Daddy, I have a bloody.”  A few weeks ago, you got a bloody nose that you and your brother handled on your own!

You and Decker are really tight.  You refer to him as “my bru-tah” even when talking to Mom or I.  You guys are in the one year where you apart – with Deck at McDonogh and Gib at Bryn Mawr.  Next year, we assume you guys will be back together at McD.

You have trouble with some pronounciacions.  You add “S’s” to the beginnings of various words.  You call a computer a “Sapu-tah.”  I will miss it terribly when it’s gone.  But it will probably fade so slow I’ll barely notice.  Life is like that!

You assert yourself more and more all the time.  Lately, Decker is the calmer one.  A true change from when you guys were a little younger.  I think it’s a little harder to be three than it is to be five.

I love you Gib!!


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