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I was treated to cookies, a warm drink with a little nog, and a lot of Orion’s humiliation. She plopped a tome down on the kitchen table in the cozy, wood-stove warmed room and smiled down at me. “Feel free to look as much as you want. He was just adorable when he was a baby, and his bottom was just too cute.”
“Mom, please don’t do this to me,” Orion pleaded as he took a seat at the small breakfast table.
I opened the book and snorted. The first page had one picture in the center. It was of Orion as a baby. He lay on his stomach on a bear rug and was as naked as the day he was born.
I grinned at him as he sat across from me. “You were so cute as a baby. What happened?”
“He got stubborn, that’s what,” his mom spoke up as she placed warm mugs in front of both of us. She set
