Ali is telling me the story of his birth, with pauses for me to add details. Leila comes into the room and listens for a while. Then she says, "Mommy, can you pause that?"
No. It's happening live, baby. Step away from the remote.
Actually, it all started with Ali saying he grew in my boobs. No. My tummy. I feign surprise. "How did you get in my tummy? Did I eat an Ali seed?" "No," he says in that funny this is ridiculous voice. "GOD put me there." "He did?" "Yes." "Thank you, God," I say, looking up. "It was a long time ago," Ali tells me.
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