So, the boys and I just got back from the grocery store. Alex begged and begged to help carry in the groceries. As visions of broken eggs danced in my head, I reluctantly agreed. So, I carried Harrison (in the car seat) inside, and quickly went back outside to supervise. This is the image with which I was greeted.

Perhaps our TIMID Alex is finally starting to grow out of that phase?
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