Nicely written. This is quite the sweet look at how Dean would handle juggling three kids at once. Actually, I think they went kind of easy on him, all things considered. *g*
Favorite lines:
Mary was on the floor, carefully organizing a group of objects that included soft blocks, little stuffed animals, a chunky plastic car, and several sports-themed squishy balls. Her concentration looked absolute, and Dean decided there would be yet another type-A geek in the family to contend with later on.
*g* It’s funny how anal little kids can be. My youngest is very focused when she plays with her building blocks. It’s like it’s a Very Important Task, not just playtime.
He could have put her in her crib, but that was upstairs and he would have had to wait until she was awake to look at her.
Aww. Softie.
“The bottomless pit is awake,” Dean said
LOL! I remember those days of babies eating round the clock.
Mary sat up and held her arms out to Dean, face streaked with tears. “Uh-Dee,” she said.
Aww, poor kid. *hugs Mary*
It was deeply ironic that he’d rarely been so frightened in his life, after the things he’d faced. He feared that something would go wrong, that he wouldn’t be the father he meant to be, that he had so much to lose now that he had everything.
Love how you phrased all of this. Kids really do change things in an immense way, as Dean’s figuring out. His life will never be the same, which is a good thing, but it can also be fairly worrying.
Mary nodded, then threw her arms in the air. “So big!”
Dean raised his free arm. “Yeah. So big.”
*g* That’s just so cute. :)
Sprawled in the middle of the floor was Dean, sound asleep. Resting on the center of his chest was Leigh, wearing one sock; draped belly-down lengthwise across his stomach and dead to the world was Mary, juice cup inches from one slack hand. Curled against his side with her head on his shoulder was Allie, her hair in her face.
I want a color photo of this moment! It’s just too darned cute!
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Nicely written. This is quite the sweet look at how Dean would handle juggling three kids at once. Actually, I think they went kind of easy on him, all things considered. *g*
Favorite lines:
Mary was on the floor, carefully organizing a group of objects that included soft blocks, little stuffed animals, a chunky plastic car, and several sports-themed squishy balls. Her concentration looked absolute, and Dean decided there would be yet another type-A geek in the family to contend with later on.
*g* It’s funny how anal little kids can be. My youngest is very focused when she plays with her building blocks. It’s like it’s a Very Important Task, not just playtime.
He could have put her in her crib, but that was upstairs and he would have had to wait until she was awake to look at her.
Aww. Softie.
“The bottomless pit is awake,” Dean said
LOL! I remember those days of babies eating round the clock.
Mary sat up and held her arms out to Dean, face streaked with tears. “Uh-Dee,” she said.
Aww, poor kid. *hugs Mary*
It was deeply ironic that he’d rarely been so frightened in his life, after the things he’d faced. He feared that something would go wrong, that he wouldn’t be the father he meant to be, that he had so much to lose now that he had everything.
Love how you phrased all of this. Kids really do change things in an immense way, as Dean’s figuring out. His life will never be the same, which is a good thing, but it can also be fairly worrying.
Mary nodded, then threw her arms in the air. “So big!”
Dean raised his free arm. “Yeah. So big.”
*g* That’s just so cute. :)
Sprawled in the middle of the floor was Dean, sound asleep. Resting on the center of his chest was Leigh, wearing one sock; draped belly-down lengthwise across his stomach and dead to the world was Mary, juice cup inches from one slack hand. Curled against his side with her head on his shoulder was Allie, her hair in her face.
I want a color photo of this moment! It’s just too darned cute!
Thanks for a good read.