Checking up on you this morning

Your dad wakes you up every morning, changes your diaper, gets you dressed, loads you in your carseat and takes you to meet Aunt Maureen. By this time, I am long gone. Already wide awake, at work, counting every minute until I get to see you again.

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.