Wednesday Cannon's elementary school had a "Dress for Success" day. I asked Cannon, "what do you want to be when you grow up". Immediately, he responded, " Just like my Daddy." Sounded like a great idea to me since I think the world of his Daddy.
Wednesday morning we picked out the outfit that looked the most like Chris. Khakis, a long sleeve polo and a red half zip sweater could not have been more perfect. Cannon looked just like Chris even with his hair perfectly combed. He even got a couple of his dental tools from his dentist play doh kit to make his outfit complete.
The boys lined up at the door like every morning. There was Chris's mini me dressed to the
'T" with his combed hair and then there was Beau. In his defense, his school did not have " Dress for Success" day. Beau was in a superhero shirt that was a tad too big, well it might have been Cannon's. He had on grey/ white striped sweat pants, which may or may not have matched his shirt. ( Depends who you ask. Boys think since something is the same color it matches and I pick my battles.) Instead of his tennis shoes ( which were covered in mud from Tuesday) he had chosen his brown Keens. He had his lime green Old Navy hoodie half way on or half way off depends on your outlook on life. His hair was perfect boy bed head that was beyond any combing. As I look down , I see that Beau's left pant leg is tucked into his sock. I said, "Beau pull your pant out of your sock." He looked at me and at the pant/ sock and decided it was way too early to put that much energy into anything and walked out the door.
I smiled as I watched them walk out behind Chris. Cannon perfectly dressed and Beau dragging his backpack and thought this is exactly how it will look 5 years and even 10 years from now. My first born perfectionist and my second born carefree spirit.
When I picked Beau up from school I asked, " How was your day." He responded, " I listened and I didn't sleep." Hours later we picked up Cannon. "How was your day?" Cannon responded, " Oh it was great, I was the assistant, I went to the treasure box, I went to my first grade reading class, and I think I did a good job learning."
I thank God for these wonderfully opposite personalities. They are such wonderful well behaved boys, but different in so many ways. Not sure what Mackenzie has in store for use yet, but I have a feeling I am going to have a spunky independent little girl on my hands.
