I get extremely jealous of this time he has with you in the morning. Because in the morning you are all smiles and giggles and perfect cuteness. In fact, we fight over who gets to wake you up on the weekends. He usually lets me win.
This morning I emailed him at work to see how you were doing. And this is the conversation:
Mom: How was Porter this morning?
Dad: Good. Smiley. Happy. Cute. Beautiful. Watching my every
move with curiosity. Ready for Christmas.......the list could go on forever.
Mom: Adorable.
We love you, buddy.

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