I'm just staring at how calm he is sleeping on the bed.
The chunky hair full cheeks and the so beautiful complexion. No doubt he looks like his father.
I never got a chance to see how he really looked like but just seeing him this grown, I can see his father in him. And as much as I hate that he looked just like him. I'm glad that I have this handsome boy with me.
It's been a couple of days at my brother's, and he suggested I move him to Kimberly's room so that he doesn't feel scared.
He isn't much of a talker, but from what I gathered, they changed his name.
The moment he woke up the next day and saw that he was in a strange environment, he kept crying the whole day and asking to see his mom.
It pains me every time he disregards me as his mom.
But he is just four and a half, he is
