I know, it's just like when we were kids. Mom told Joel every morning how special he was, when she put him on that little short bus. He was so cute running around in his loose cargo shorts, white socks and black orthopedic shoes with his helmet on yelling at the top of his lungs. "I'M SPECIAL, I'M SPECIAL!
My Mom would say, "I bet you won't do that again!"
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