I just walked in from watching Adam, Mikey, and Glenn play in their cover bands first gig and I walked in and, of course, having a couple beers makes me super sentimental.
Aimee was feeding Conner a late night, impromptu bottle. He'd waken up 3 hours to the minute since his last bottle. I walked in and talked to her a few minutes while he finished his bottle, and tiredly looked up and down at both of us, nodding off. I kissed them both and walked out, but right as I pulled the door shut, I paused and peeked in the door crack and looked at them both. Aimee was just looking right in that baby's eyes, as he was looking up at her.
She smiled, and pulled him up, kissing his forehead. It was deeply moving to me. She's so awesome. And our babies are so awesome.
Just wanted to write that before I forgot it.
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