Tiny is playing with his toy arch, babbling and yelling to his toys and I can't but smile happily and giggle. And think how evil of a person it makes me that I have realized that I feel relieved that this is how it is: just me and him.
I probably shouldn't, taking how things are, but that is how I feel and nowadays no one is judging me when I say how I feel...
It won't be easy, but it'll be worth it.
When we were napping, Tiny and I, I had dream of tons of different cross stitch designs, which probably means that today, after Tiny has gone to bed, I'll better put some stitches on something.
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