Now that Khalil is in a bed instead of a crib, I can lie down with him at bedtime. He picks a nightlight color and then David leaves us to our songs and stories. Khalil requests stories from when he was “a baby” and their banality and sweetness break my heart every time. Last night:
Writing a book
Writing a book
Writing a book
Now that Khalil is in a bed instead of a crib, I can lie down with him at bedtime. He picks a nightlight color and then David leaves us to our songs and stories. Khalil requests stories from when he was “a baby” and their banality and sweetness break my heart every time. Last night: