Theo’s eyes widened. He ran to the kitchen. A pause. Then a shriek: “He took ONE BITE.”
“Daddy,” he said, serious now. “The bunny says I’m kind. Am I kind?”
“It’s about new things,” I said finally. “About things that were sleeping… waking up.”
Not pride in his egg-hunting skills (though he was a natural). Not pride in his cuteness (though, god, the wellies). Pride in him . In the person he is becoming without my permission. In the questions he asks. In the way he shared his last chocolate button with a crying toddler at the swings—without being asked.
Theo’s eyes widened. He ran to the kitchen. A pause. Then a shriek: “He took ONE BITE.”
“Daddy,” he said, serious now. “The bunny says I’m kind. Am I kind?” proud father v0 13 0 easter westy
“It’s about new things,” I said finally. “About things that were sleeping… waking up.” Theo’s eyes widened
Not pride in his egg-hunting skills (though he was a natural). Not pride in his cuteness (though, god, the wellies). Pride in him . In the person he is becoming without my permission. In the questions he asks. In the way he shared his last chocolate button with a crying toddler at the swings—without being asked. ” he said
