Ben--stiff as stone, much like his first haircut.
But, the boy signed up for chorus as an elective all on his own for next year, and that makes me happy. I love hearing him sing to himself when he forgets what is happening around him at home.
And Nick. Now granted the girls there are up a step on the risers, but this entirely reminds me of my own 6th grade year. Despite having nearly caught up with his brother recently in height, the towering of the girls at this age is so awkward. It'll change soon, I'm sure. If I remember correctly, I was essentially done growing by this point in 6th grade, and when I headed into 7th, the tide had turned.
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