Last Friday, I carried and hugged my son. I helped to bathe him, dressed him, and gave him his milk. I brought him downstairs to buy prata for my wife and his mother. Later I played punch with him, and smothered him into defeat. He never looked happier. I never felt happier.
I’m back, son.
I’m back, son.
1 comment:
awwww
tts so nice
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