Is that a word?  The masculine form of ‘diva’?

Anyway, that is what Miles is.  As we strolled through the local greenhouse this afternoon, viewing rows upon rows of the flowers and plants in which Miles’s mama’s soul DELIGHTS, Miles soon began to fuss.

Because there were no people.  Only plants.  And plants do not respond to cute babies.

As soon as we walked back to the front where there were people to fawn over him, Miles perked right up and smiled and laughed and kicked his little legs and waved his little arms.



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