Adit fell asleep in my arms and I was putting him in his crib. Didn’t realize that he was holding my t-shirt while he fell asleep. As I put him down, his tiny fist held on to my shirt and wouldn’t let go. I had to gently open his fingers to free myself.
Just a small little thing….. and I had this big lump in my throat. Damn! These kids are turning this emotionless rock of a man into a mushy father.