There's a reason that life at 5927 vanderbilt is running as smooth as it is: that Hudson never wants for swaddling or burp cloths, that his dad returns home each evening to calm and sorted mail, that part-time interlopers like myself can hit the changing table/formula duty with confidence that belies fear+ineptitide.
That would be Lynn.
As much as I love spending time with Hudson (and so miss him), I also loved time with Lynn. And learned. And admired.
Hudson's got a remarkable grandma in his corner.
C
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