Brendon and his best buddy.
When you ask Brendon who he wants to play with he says, "I need to play with my boy, *K*. I swear these two boys are two of a kind. *K*'s mom and I marvel at how similar these two are. Frequently I state that they must have been separated at birth.
When you ask Brendon who he wants to play with he says, "I need to play with my boy, *K*. I swear these two boys are two of a kind. *K*'s mom and I marvel at how similar these two are. Frequently I state that they must have been separated at birth.
On this particular day we had *K* over for a play date while his mom took his sister to meet her teacher at school. I immediately noticed that they had on the exact same colors. This just further shows you how true that statement is.
They love the same things, they do the same things, and they say the same things.
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