This morning I asked Logan if he would mind driving Ian to school. I have no good reason really for not wanting to make the drive, I just plain didn't feel like it.
When Logan got home from dropping Ian off he shared the details of the massive fight the two of them had on the way to school which ended apparently, with Ian smacking his hand on the car window and giving Logan the middle finger with the parting words: I hope I never see you again. And if I do, do NOT talk to me ever again. Or some sort of vomit of that nature.
And then something as miraculous as say, diamonds dropping from my anus happened. Logan got this text message from Ian:
Of course, the "no homo" was needed because neither of them wanted to come off like they might have "feelings" for their own flesh and blood brother or something. So in a totally no homo way, they said I love you and forgave each other.
I might.... and this is a long shot...but I might actually be raising sensitive, responsible, caring men.
Is It Possible That I Am Doing Something Right?
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ok, I am an overly sensitive person to begin with but this brought tears to my eyes, Pam. They dont see it now but one day, they both, well all three, will understand how very fortunate they all are to have family. I know that was hard for Ian, but how impressive of him to suck it up and say he was sorry. He rocks.
that's one hell of a phone someone's got there
you'd look hot talking on an iPhone while cruising on an Electra, no ?
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