If you are around Brooks for more than five minutes these days, you will hear him announce that he is a boy. And then tell you who else is a boy. (Lately I've learned that Joseph and Jesus were boys. Who knew?) Because, well, boys rule in his mind. He does like girls--especially Mommy--but they just aren't QUITE as cool. When we went to dinner the other night he insisted on sitting on the "boy side" of the table with his daddy.
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