Jair's wake-up routine couldn't be more opposite than his brother's. He runs to me without a word and asks for a hug with his always-bright brown eyes. He rests his rumpled brown head on my shoulder, and we snuggle for a few moments. Then he is ready to start his day.
One morning I said, "Jair, when you're a man are you going to give your wife a hug every morning?"
He looked up at me quickly. "When I'm a man, I will KISS my wife on the LIPS!"
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