Last weekend at the cabin we were making tacos and Jamie pointed to the corn can and exclaimed, "Papa!" We all got a chuckle that he mistook the Jolly Green Giant for The Swede. Then, today, at the grocery store he yelled out "Papa!!!" in the middle of the place. I felt bad because his papa usually picks him up from school in the afternoon, but I did today and Jamie was obviously disappointed. I started to tell him that he would see Papa later but then he shouted it again and pointed. And now, looking a bit closer, there is a bit of a resemblance. The jolliness. The boyish tousled hair. The broad shoulders. Overlook the leafy toga and emerald complexion and that toddler is really onto something.
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