And who does not love a tiny snowsuit? And who cannot hear the tinny shriek of the overburdened mother just trying to grab some pasta at the supermarket? We don’t know. We don’t know. We need saving most days. And here’s a verse for you, babies, Sandra Faulkner’s “Pacifier Ode.”
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Merry American Thanksgiving, friends. Read on!