Sitting with my toddler son Rampage. “Dad, go to sleep.” I close my eyes and pretend to sleep. Suddenly a tiny finger rams up my nostril and scrapes back out as I exclaim in surprise. I open my eyes to see him stick the finger in his mouth and grin. Then: “Dad, go to sleep.”
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He will most likely succeed the throne before his older brothers do.
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