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this is my brother noah.  he found this hat while shopping today.  he hooted and hollered about needing it.  but decided a picture was just as well since the hat cost more money than last month’s water bill.

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you can’t tell in this picture, but he’s wearing a green and yellow brasil futball jersey with orange and grey athletic shorts.  he looked like the keeper (a goalie, for you non-futball aficionados).

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with the hat, you got the complete package.

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he was sportin’ it.  and he looked cool.

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one time.  holly, mom and i left noah at a garage sale.  we sat him down on the drive way as we did our shopping.  bought our goods.  loaded up our car.  drove a mile across town.  parked at another garage sale.  started to get out.  looked around and noticed the car seat was empty.

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you’ve never seen a car fly across roads so fast.

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he was ok.  content in the arms of the owner of the garage sale.

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i think that was noah anyway.  or kelley.  who can remember anymore?

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he’s taken to calling me “sister”.  especially at school.  i think it saves him the decision of what to call me:  tara.  miss rehrig.  you there.  ”sister” seems to work just fine.

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i usually hear the “hey sister” shout out just prior to a hug.  he’s never been embarrassed to hug his sisters.  or his mama.

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speaking of his mama, he’s good about making sure she’s taken care of.  he always asks if there is anything he can do to help her.  and when the rest of us are just sitting around when there is work to be done, he makes the most exasperated sigh in our direction.

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he’s wanted to be the ring barer in one of our weddings since he could walk.  he was pretty stoked to fill the roll for holly.

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we almost lost him again today in the dressing room.  he went in.  we waited and waited.  he never came out.  we had to call his name.  and send ethan in after him.

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he was ok.  just takin’ his time in front of the mirrors.

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or maybe that was kelley again.  who can remember these things?