Last Sunday was rough on this wee little child.
After a crazy church sob session,
Bryan rocked him to sleep outside under the shade of an oak tree.
I came outside to check on the two,
and begged Bryan to let me hold our sweet sleeping cherub.
I held him till my arms were about to give way.
Then I restrained him in his car seat,
before he had a chance to wake up and protest.
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