When we had our babies, we
had a little thing we would say. One of
us would go to get the baby up in the morning, and the other would call out,
“Did he get ugly in the night?” And the
first would answer, “No, not this time, thank goodness.” Or maybe, “Oh yeah, it’s terrible.” I miss Wayne and all those little things.
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