Ever since my parents came for a special one-month visit back in October – Quint has carried a tried and true flame for both of them. A flame of love in his little heart that provokes him to mention them daily, talk about them, ask for them, include them in lists he makes (“me go store? me go with Papa? Nina?"), and more recently, add them into his bedtime routine.
Because he misses them so much, I gave him a picture of the three of them in a frame for his room. Just so he can “see” them every day if he wants to. And it turns out that he does. Very much.
Love and miss you, Nina & Papa…
Hi Nina. Hi Papa. How was your day? Mine was fine.
Goodnight kiss for you. And for you.