Aliens. It’s the only explanation.
Gone is the self-absorbed, grouchy boy. The one who was only interested in watching TV, who left a trail of destruction and mess in his wake, who argued with everyone about everything.
In his place, we now have a beautiful helpful child. He asks if there’s anything he can do to help and then does it! He turns off the TV himself and finds something else to do. He’s in the process of sorting his legos that were strewn around his room. He talks to us. He’s stopped annoying his sisters (well, mostly – that is, after all, what brothers are supposed to do).
I’m not sure which boy is the real one. I don’t care. I’m keeping this one.
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