One day soon he won't fit in my lap. He won't take naps or laugh hysterically at my tickles. He's growing so fast. Saying new words and learning all sorts of new things. Things like cabinet doors pinch. Dogs don't like cantaloupe and it feels weird under your feet, but it doesn't taste bad. Things really important like Papa Ralph never runs out of cookies and Poppy can wake up really, really early. Things like Granny is much nicer after her coffee and will brush my teeth every night no matter how loud the squalling gets. One day I hope he understands how much he's loved.
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