baby daddy

Hey Little Guy.

Hey.

Stay asleep.

Don’t worry.

Rest up.

It’s been a great summer, hasn’t it?

Yeah.

It’s been great.

Short, but great.

Not so long ago you were born.

Remember that?

Me too.

Your mom, too.

That was a long day.

Long day.

Still get a little nervous thinking about it.

Hoping everything turns out right.

That all your parts are there.

And work correctly.

And they did.

And they still do.

Yeah.

Except the tummy stuff.

But I think we’ve got that all worked out now.

Yeah.

I can tell you’re feeling better.

I’m glad you’re feeling better.

Yeah, I remember when you first smiled.

And I remember when you first laughed and I couldn’t tell it from your crying sound.

And now you’re here, sleeping.

I’m glad I can still go in to visit you.

But I’m sad I can only do it at night.

Work started for me the other day.

And it starts for your mom in the morning.

Yeah.

And after that, after 7:00 tomorrow morning we take you to someone else’s house every day.

She’s going to take care of you during the day so that mama and daddy can work.

Well, we wouldn’t do it if we didn’t have to.

We’d just hang out with you.

But we’ll still be here.

We’re still around.

We don’t hate you.

We love you immeasurably.

We love you to the moon.

And we hope you’ll remember us tomorrow evening when we pick you up.

We hope you’ll start pumping that leg.

We hope you’ll squeal.

We hope you don’t miss us too much.

And I hope you aren’t as worried about tomorrow as we are.

I hope you stay asleep just fine.

Just snooze away the night.

Dream something warm.

Keep comfy.

And if that lady ever does anything to hurt you I’ll cut her fucking head off.

Night, guy.

Love you.