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Have I ever told you that Aaron (5) always opens doors for me? The car door, the front door, doors to stores; he's very chivalrous, and likes to take care of me. It almost makes up for me catching him mushing clay into the antique rug in the living room. (But it makes a cool pattern, see?) Almost.
We're going to the drive -in to see Spider-Man 3 tonight! Yay!