We’re
expecting! The whole family—we’re so excited—expecting, again.
Gas or no, who
can resist an infant’s smile? And coo…, they’re so vulnerable and sweet. Their
skin smells so…, like a baby.
I know, I
know, the nightly news is bad. The newspapers run red with murder and war. Sometimes
you hate the idea of bringing a kid into a world that’s crazy.
But we’re
expecting! Right now—soon.
What? Angels
sing?
“Glory to
the newborn King. Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled!”
Yes. Who can
resist?
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