1 part Iowan, 1 part control freak
Around 4 a.m. today, Miles called out for me, sounding sad. Â I went to his room to check on him.
M: Â Mommy!
A: Â I’m coming, honey.
M: Â (whimpering) Â I wanted you to eat corn.
A: Â Okay, honey, I will.
And then he went peacefully back to sleep.
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