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Posted by jeffslife in Untagged
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Alex started coming home with the dolls a few months ago. One every Saturday, it seemed, when he got off the bus from his rec program. He’d round the yellow hood cutching one in his hand. One week it was the grandfather doll, another week the grandmother, another the teacher and another the student. One week he scampered to the front door of our building holding what appeared to be the doll of a middle-age teacher wearing leg braces.
The grandfather (Alex calls him “grandpa”) is wearing a tourquoise sweater, the grandmother (“grandma”) a maroon pullover and big tan shoes. The teacher is holding a cell phone. The guy with the dark hair and the green shirt and brown striped tie started his life with Alex as “Daddy,” but now he’s “Uncle Rob.” “Aunt Julie” is wearing a dark blue jacket and has intensely grey hair. (We haven’t told the real Aunt Julie about this yet.)