They eat cereal from between couch cushions, “miss” the potty, and put peanut butter in their pockets to save for later.
As soon as we opened the door, she became the most fragile thing in our home.
I pictured Ashton Kutcher running into her room and yelling, “We got you, Daddy! Ha! Your friend, God, set you up!”
A voice in my head whispered, “Why did you do that? What do you know about babies?”