Monday, July 25, 2011

I Love You

At about seven a.m., Isaac and I are hanging out in the living room of our new home. In a gesture of his growing human decency, Ike picks up my cup of coffee, brings it across the room for me, and walks away saying "I love...dada!"

And as I spent the next ten minutes cleaning coffee off the floor, I thought "you too, little man."

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