“Sounds good. Thanks for the advice, Daddy. Love you; see you this weekend.”
“I love you too. Take care of yourself…doctor’s orders.”
“I guess I’ll have to now. I wasn’t going to do all sorts of reckless, self destructive activities if you hadn’t told me otherwise.”
“Bye, bye, sweetheart.”
“Bye, Daddy. Kiss mom for me.”
“Will do.” and he hung up.
I looked at the clock and realized that I’d left Kevin napping for an hour and a half. I was surprised he hadn’t stirred. I went into the living room and saw that Kevin had kicked of the afghan and was lying in the fetal position. His thumb had found its way into his mouth again. I was surprised to see that the diaper was sagging between his legs.