Daddy just snuggled me up before he and mommy sat down for dinner. I was being kind of fussy but daddy figured out I needed a fresh diaper. I don’t like hanging around in a wet diaper. They’re having a whole wheat pasta with marinara and chicken sausages to help mommy get her strength up and recover from last week.
I remember cradling you like that… So special. He’ll be eating beans off your pate one day and you too will remember when he fit so snug, so safe, in the crook of your flexed arm.