Bowden came down last week because, he said, he was scared. Miles fell asleep in my arms, and I laid him in the Moses Basket.

Bowden quickly fell asleep on the chair, to the comforting sounds of nighttime football.

My oldest and youngest. I couldn't stop looking at the babe that looks so much like his older brother, and the boy that babe may soon look like, too soon.


I like that you're the Mother of my kids.

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