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This was too cute to pass up. I couldn’t wait to show Eve this.
“You’re almost there. Come on. You can do it.” Carlo kept swinging the forbidden keys in front of our son.
Marcello did his cute little baby squeal, and we all laughed. He really was such a sweet baby.
“Show your momma what a strong boy you are,” Carlo said, glancing over at the phone in my hand.
“He’s your son. Of course, he’s strong.” And that was the darn truth. I doubted there’d ever been a stronger baby than Marcello. He took on more and more of Carlo’s traits every day.
Physical and personality wise.
Carlo set the keys down on the checkered blanket.
Marcello cried out with excitement. This time—his right hand moved forward—and so did his left knee.
“Oh, boy,” I whispered to myself as I saw the end of having a stationary baby.
“Yes! You did it!” the proud daddy yelled. He scooped up his son and lifted him high above his head. “See? I knew you were ready. Daddy was right.”
Dani was jumping up and down, pumping her hands in the air.
The looks on all of their faces were utterly priceless.
Marcello had Carlo’s keys firmly in his grasp. And he was pulling them quickly to his mouth.
And Carlo didn’t do a thing to stop him.
“Honey, don’t let him mouth those. The keys are filthy.”
Carlo grinned at me. “He deserves a reward, Momma. This big guy worked hard.”
Watching their celebration made me suddenly feel all weepy. There were so many times in the past when I never even dreamed that this would be possible.
Me, Carlo, Dani, and Marcello. Out for a leisurely picnic by the pond.
Not doing anything particularly important.
Except being together.
And that really was the most important thing of all.
Dani hugged her daddy, the excitement still swirling around inside of her little girl body.
“You did it, Dani. You taught your brother how to crawl.” Carlo wrapped his arm around her and kissed the side of her face. The look of accomplishment on her face was priceless.
As was the validation from her father.
Even though they didn’t share an ounce of DNA, Carlo was her father. Just as much as she was his daughter.
And it was beautiful.
Dani’s hand gently patted Marcello on the back. “Good boy! You did it!” Then she leaned over and kissed his chubby cheek.
I wiped away a tear or two from my eyes, but still managed to keep the video going.
“You’re crying?” Carlo asked quietly, his voice tinged with concern.
I sniffled. “No, I’m not.” Then I wiped away a few more tears.
