Kindergarten

My son looks nothing like me except in the most unimportant ways. His second toe is longer than his big toe and the left side of the back of his hair has a colicky curl that refuses to be smoothed down. But as he walked into kindergarten that first day, I saw myself in him. His mannerisms, shyness, speech patterns, and ability to smile even though he was afraid left no doubt that he is my son.

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