Siblings



So beyond my selfish narcissistic need to be a mommy of young children that LOVE ME and ADORE ME, there is exactly one reason that I desperately wanted to have a second child - so that Alex could have what Dawn and I have, what Eric and Josh have. This is obviously the start of a beautiful friendship.

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