Oh, the offspring! The little one is costing me sleep and the bigger one is costing me non-gray hairs, rapidly... but we're not ready to trade them in just yet.
And one reason why we keep them must surely be the amusing things Miles says along his way in life. To wit, as I was loading the dishwasher last night, Miles walks in and pipes up: "Mom! Y'know what Owen should try, right after he tries milk for the first time?"
"What, honey?"
"Chocolate milk. And y'know what he should try after that?"
"Uhhhnnnn..."
"Half and half. It's so CREAMY! I just know he's gonna love it!"
Just a girl, asking for grace, to survive her happily-ever-after.
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