By Jonathon Van Maren
Earlier this week, my wife dropped by our pro-life office over lunchtime with our toddler daughter. As we chatted with coffee, Charlotte began to wander through the office to do some exploring, poking here and there to see what she could find. There wasn’t much that was fragile around that she could break, so I wasn’t too concerned.
She soon found a bin of plastic 11-12 week fetal models and began to rescue them from storage.