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I'm So Glad When Daddy Comes Home

Yesterday I saw my son cheer my husband up. Scott came home from work very discouraged and sore. I was busy making dinner and Soren was scooting around on the floor looking at toys. When Scott walked into the living room, Soren shot him an enormous grin and starting scooting towards him. He looked excited to see him and eager to reach him. Scott smiled and sat on the floor with our baby, watching him play with his toys. I was amazed--it seemed that my husband's troubles just melted away.

Scott has always been a very attentive husband and father. But helpless baby was definitely not his favorite stage of development. Now that Soren is exploring more--and especially experimenting with human sounds--Scott is excited to be with him. Yesterday I heard him exclaim, "You just made a bi-labial plosive, son! How cute!" I'd never heard him call Soren cute before. My heart swelled up, suddenly warm and aching. I love them both so much and when we are all together, enjoying each other, that love I feel is greater than the sum.

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