His hair is as long as his sisters. His fingernails are painted blue and he rarely wears clothes. He can read now and spells better than I do. He loves to play piano, sings Hamilton songs day and night, fears spiders and loves birds. When he grows up he wants to be an artist.
You know you've entered a weird phase in your life when your friend drives by with a praying mantis pod she thought your kid might like and you exchange it in the driveway like a drug deal.
These guys were insanely cool and F was thrilled to be a mom to hundreds of new fragile lives.
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