No matter how big I get, I feel small compared to Mommy and Daddy. It is more obvious when Daddy holds me and I curl up into him. I look tiny in his arms. I’m a big boy getting bigger, but I’ll always be their little boy.
Little boy
No matter how big I get, I feel small compared to Mommy and Daddy. It is more obvious when Daddy holds me and I curl up into him. I look tiny in his arms. I’m a big boy getting bigger, but I’ll always be their little boy.