So, Mommy scoffed at Joss' old roommate's parents for bringing in clothes when the hospital provided perfectly good white, wrap-around undershirts that make all babies look like wee Luke Skywalkers. Then she reconsidered after pawing through a pile of Paul's old baby clothes and a fresh surge of hormones hit the proverbial fan. . .
(The onesie reads: MY MOM ROCKS me to sleep, written in a heavy-metal rock font.)
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