Imaginary conversation in my head with Bram Junior 5 years from now
Bram Junior: “Mommy, did I cry a lot when I was a baby?”
Me: “You rarely cried as a baby darling.”
Bram Junior: “Why?”
Me: “Because you had no reason to cry. You were always held.”
Bram Junior: “Really?
Me: “Yes. I stayed home so I can hold you all day long. And when your daddy came home from work, he held you too.”
