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Easter, visiting Buddy Bug, our college boy – so we could all be together (and to hear him sing the Triduum with the liturgical choir). Yes, it’s late, but hey, better late than never!

>From this.
Eldest son, age 13.

Goofy fun sweet boy.

He needed mom to help make sure he had clean clothes and that they matched.

To This.

Eldest Son, 18.
He lives away at college now.

But still calls mom to walk him through, real-time, how to iron dress shirt and slacks…..two nights in a row.

A mom’s job never ends, in so many ways, even the most mundane.

Still goofy fun sweet boy…er, young man.
Love you, Buddy Bug!