Just sitting here on Father's Day evening, listening to the sounds of little boys playing in the courtyard of our condo building and remembering when my grown sons were that age. The teasing of brothers, the whining of one of the younger ones cause the older one took something he wanted, the dad's voice once in a while asking one of them to settle down. I miss that now that my son's are both grown and in their 30's.
What do you miss about your kids from when they were younger?
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Treading water in a hurricane