“Did you play with other kids at the park today?” I ask my kids over lunch. “Yeah, we made a friend,” my son says, while my daughter chirps, “with a baby!” She is barely bigger than a baby herself. “But,” my son explains, “this baby wasn’t like David. He wasn’t like our baby. This baby had all of his parts. He did not have a little eye and a cleft.”
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