In the Doctor’s office, I made the girls a balloon out of a latex glove which made for a rousing game of tossing the balloon when the Doctor walked in. Charlotte wasn’t even six months old yet, but she was squealing with delight at the sight of a balloon. Taking notes, the Doctor asked, “How is Eva at night? Does she snore? “No, not at all,” I inputted. Eva interjected, “My daddy snores.” I immediately lowered my head and flatlined […]
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