Mackenzie's P.O.V.
23 November, 2019
"Mommy? Why does the baby have so small fingers?" Austin quietly mumbled, staring curiously at me as I kept Isaac on the baby cot.
"Cause he is a baby." I replied, sitting down on the bed and stretching my arms. Literally, taking care of an infant child is hard as hell.
Austin scooted a chair close to Isaac's cot, getting up on the chair as he tried to watch Isaac closely. Austin always had to complain that the baby rarely stays awake, and now as Isaac woke up, I knew Austin wouldn't definitely leave Isaac's sight for a while.
"He is so small." Austin said for like the millions of times, looking at me afterwards. "Was I like him too? This much small?"
I smiled. "Yeah, you were."
Austin again looked down at Isaac, reaching out to touch him. "Caref
