In the spring, when my brother texted me a picture of a sonogram, I told him, “If you have another son, I’m putting him in a dress and calling him Isabelle.” I didn’t have to make good on my threat. My sister-in-law gave birth to a perfect little baby girl two days after Christmas. This is Lillian Paige.
Holland: What’s that?
Monica: That’s your baby sister. That’s Lily.
Holland: That Leeloo. That MINE.
We didn’t tell Corbin that Lily couldn’t see him waving. He was too happy. No need to break the spell.
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