Another day nearly done. Another seven breakfasts, eight lunches, and six dinners served (Brian and I will fend for ourselves later).
Our J (the littlest guy) is finally getting used to Brian. It’s amazing watching trust slowly build. It’s sad and scary to see his fear. Is it because Brian is so tall? Does Brian look like someone who hurt him? Is he just afraid of men? I feel for Brian. He clearly loves this little guy already. Well, maybe it’s not so clear sometimes… But, Brian is such a good dad. He just wants to be a dad to this little guy, too.