R: Who ya got?
C: [your guess is as good as mine]
R: What's his name?
C: Ahhh! Miles.
R: How old is he?
C: Miles' six.
R: What color is his hair?
C: White.
C: .... .... ....
M: [being cute].
Note: Clara is certain Miles is six and so is she. This makes sense because caring for Clara and Miles is probably what having twins is like
Relaxed lips and nubby chin.
He's very sweet.
Fill 'im up.
Those eyes are blue, in real life, not red.
"A crown upon his noble brow." And those cheeks. I love to squish them.
"No more pictures!!!"
1 comment:
Such a cutie! When are we going to meet somewhere and run? I can run 5K now. Finally. :)
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