Sunday, December 18, 2005

and at 3 of the a.m. ....

One night this past week, a very tired father woke from a sound sleep to hear a complaining child. As he had so many times before, he gently gathered the small child into his arms, and began to walk towards the bed of the lactating mother. As he began to lower the child onto the bed, he began to realize that there was more leg to the kid than he remembered. And more arm. In fact, the entire child seemed bigger, somehow.

Slowly, slowly the fog lifted, and my partner came to understand that he was holding our older son, rather than the baby. He walked quietly back down the hall, and replaced the child in his bed. Meanwhile, the baby slept like a - well, you know.

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