This summer on our road trip, one of our adventures was visiting my brother's fire station and letting the boys try on the hat of one of their heroes. I like these photos because Jackson's nearly third grade face says, "Yeah, I'm just trying it on." Marcus' face, though, says, "Right at this moment, I AM a firefighter." He looks to me like in his mind the helmet fits him exactly and that Uncle Will's bunker gear has shrunk down to be fire-ready just for Marcus. He BELIEVES. As I'm adjusting to life with several new hats, I'm struck by how much more fun it is to BELIEVE. I love the hats of mother to elementary age boys and teacher. I also love the old hats that still stick around, like director of doing-stuff, cooker of healthy foods, wife and best friend of Tom. The stress I feel today is in the realization that I have to quickly shift from hat to hat about five times today. So, at this moment, I'm going to take a lesson fro...
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