Class Reunion
I think we’ve all seen the photos, usually taken at some sort of ante-natal class reunion. A pile of fresh babies arrayed on a couch or blanket in the sunshine. I never really understood it, till I lived it:
Maybe it’s the sleep deprivation, but there’s something deeply amusing about a pile of writhing babiness, happily flailing each other with their waving limbs.
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