He So Did Not Sit Down And

It's A Girl. It's A Little Girl, With Scrunched-up Petal Lips And A Tuft Of Dark Hair And Hands In Tiny Fits, Up By Her Ears. All That Time, That's Who Was In There. And It's Weird, But The Minute I Saw Her I Just Thought: It's You. Of Course It Is.

If It's In The Bin, It's Public Property.

Don’t Think About It. Don’t Think About What Could Have Been. It’s Too Unbearable.

I Know This Is Our Honeymoon. But Just Sometimes, I Wish Luke Was A Girl.

A Party Like This Isn't About The Surprise Factor. It's About Someone Going To So Much Trouble That It Just... Overwhelms You.