As we were there I found a book that I couldn't simply walk past.
Because, I swear, my oldest son wrote this book.
Sure, it says that it was written by Leslie Patricelli....but that's obviously the name that Ty authored it under. He is only ten. It wouldn't be safe for him to author a book under his real name.
Every page I turned reminded me more and more of this wonderful, crazy, gas-filled boy that I adore.
It's just him.
And I think it'll make the perfect Christmas present for him to give his little brother this year.