Every family has one of those kids. You know the one.
In our family, that kid is Preston. He's the one who, at age two, stopped up the bathroom sinks and turned on the water just to see what would happen. The one who, at age three, had to be taken to the Emergency Room because he just had to hop out of the tub and run across the floor to get something. The one who, at age five, sustained second- and third-degree burns on his leg after he pulled his bedside lamp into bed with him. . . then removed the lampshade so he could have a little more reading light. . . then fell asleep.
You know the one.
The kid who provokes more prayers for his safety than your other kids combined. And at the same time, he's got a very special place in your heart.
Well, my Preston is almost grown up now. Here's a recent photo of him:
Though he's a giant of a young man now, he's still the one who can really pull at my heartstrings. He's the one who, when his little brother's fish died, retrieved a $5 bill from his wallet, handed it to his brother, and said, "I'm your fish insurance."
Last week was Doppelganger Week on Facebook. Did you participate? I had to ask my kids "What's a Doppelganger?" Simply put, a Doppelganger is a double. Lots of people I know swapped their Facebook profile photos for a photo of someone that they supposedly look like, or at least someone that other people tell them they look like. One beautiful friend of mine replaced her photo with one of Emma Watson--and at first I thought it was just a picture of my friend from high school.
Anyway, Preston and I were talking about Doppelganger Week, about what famous person he bears resemblance to. After he chose a double for himself, I said, "I can't imagine who I would post as my Doppelganger."
And without missing a beat, this son of mine replied, "Jesus."
That boy could give lessons in How to Make Your Mama Cry.
Would that it were so, Preston. Would that it were so.