My baby sister Mollie was the cutest baby in the world. I remember her very distinctly, since I was a teenager when she was born. She was our living doll, the subject of all our photos, our pride and joy. She still is, as a matter of fact, and she just gave birth to her fourth child, a son, and he’s every bit as beautiful as she was. He’s also healthy and strong and perfect and sweet and he smells like honeysuckle.
I want to keep him.
Welcome to the world, wee Milo Walden!
“It is a pleasant thing to reflect upon, and furnishes a complete answer to those who contend for the gradual degeneration of the human species, that every baby born into the world is a finer one than the last.” –Charles Dickens
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