He gives the monkey bar a swing with his daddy.
He has some time alone with his mommy.
He misses his brother. I’ve already heard it in his tone when he asks if it’s time to pick up BigBrother yet. I’ve seen it in the way he looks at toys that are more fun when two people play together. But when he smiles at me on the playground or at the coffee shop or just in our living room and says, “I love you mommy,” I know that this one-on-one time that he’s really never had is probably a good thing. He’ll get two years of it.
Here’s hoping for two years of good memories together.