Angelo and Jumpy

*grins and slobbers*

Dadadadadadada..

*continues babbling*

*tugs at sheets in Raine's hands*

*chuckles*
Thank you.
*makes Dante's crib*
*sits down with him again*

no problem
*tickles Dante's feet*
How old is he?
I don't think I ever asked

*coos*

*reaches for Raine*

*bounces*

*watches Dante*
Seven months.
I think he likes you.
*smiles*

*picks Dante up*
Well I hope so.
I like him
*kisses his nose*

Bababababababa..

*tugs Raine's hair*

*excited laughter*

*giggles*
Ow that sorta hurts.
*raches for his hand*
*puts her on top of his*

*bottom lip pokes out and trembles*

*eyes well up*

*cries and reaches for her hair again*

(I think he quite likes her hair. XD)

*lets go of his hand*
Alright you can play with it.
Just don't cry please, you daddy got that worried look on his face again.
*kisses his nose*

*sniffles*

*grins*

*gnaws on her hair*

*babbles again*

Abababababababa..

*sternly*
Dante!
No, we don't eat hair!
*gives him a look until he stops*
Good bambino.
*tousles his hair*

*looks at Angelo*
Thank you.
*looks down at Dante*
Are you hungry?

Bubububububuh.

*yawns*

*snuggles up to her hair*

*closes eyes*

*cradles Dante*
*rocks him slowly*
*smiles down at him*

*smiles*
*quietly so as not to wake Dante*
You'll make a wonderful mother someday.

*still looking down but quiet*
I'm not sure I'll ever be one
*brushes hair out of Dante's face*

*shrugs*
You don't know that.
Dante is proof that the unthinkable isn't impossible.
You'll get there when the time is right.

(my screens keep changing....it bother me)

No, I do know that.
Remember I told you I could never have a child.
Unless I adopt, which I might one day.
*keeps rocking Dante*

Then maybe there's a reason you can't.
Maybe you were given another purpose.
Maybe adoption is the only way for a reason.
Maybe you're supposed to give a child a home, one who otherwise would be moved from home to home.
*half-smiles*

Maybe so.
*smiles up at him*
But the unknown is unknown for a reason.
The world works in mysterious ways.

I can't tell you how true that is.
But I believe so.
*gestures at Dante*
Do you want me to put him to bed?

Yes but first thing is first
*gently undoes his hand from hair*
*hands Angelo Dante gently*

*smiles*
*takes Dante*
*kisses forehead and places in crib*
*watches him sleep serenely*

*stands and attempts to fix hair*
*goes over to stand by Angelo*
*whispers*
Let's go down stairs so we don't wake him.