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If I talk to you, I'll tell you that Devin is something else. I'll tell you that I don't know what to do with him. In fact, if you're Devin, I'm liable to tell you straight out that I don't know what to do with you. I did that just yesterday. He took my comment in stride with a comment of his own.

"I know that. You told me that already."

Maybe, I should stop telling him that I don't know what to do with him. He's taken note.

Later in the evening, I was telling the boys that I loved them and asked them if they knew why. Trevor waited for me to tell him that I loved him because I'm lucky enough to get to, because he's smart, because he's handsome, because I'm his mom. Devin didn't wait for my list. He just guessed.

"Is it because I'm funny?"

Seriously, I don't know what to do with this kid!