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  • One of the things I love about my husband is his quick wit; unfortunately for me, his wit is much quicker than mine.

    And yet, in a family that values laughter, that's not necessarily a bad thing as long as you always laugh with, never at one another.

    For instance, let's take the picture above. It's a picture of him and his father when he was a child. No big deal, right?
    Except, this is a family that has very few family pictures.

    This picture was the first I ever saw of him as a child, much less of his father as a younger man. I was entranced.
    I always knew the resemblance to his father was strong, but in this photograph, he looks identical to that younger version of his father.

    The moment I saw it, I called out to him, "Wow, this is amazing. It could be you in this picture!"

    Without missing a single beat, he looked up at me with a wry smile and said, "But, it is me in that picture."
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