I think it is safe to say, like his father, Everett is a Mama's boy. I'm not sure if it is because she nurses him, because he is a boy and she is a girl, or just because he has excellent taste in women. What I do know is tonight at dinner, every time she looked away from him, he cried and every time she looked at him again, he broke into a smile. We did this over and over to make sure it wasn't a coincidence. Don't get me wrong, I'm very happy Everett loves his mother and stares at her lovingly...I just wish he didn't give me the stink eye with just as much passion.
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