The next morning, she awoke to Dylan in her bed. Holding him close, and smelling the sweet baby scent in his hair, she could hear that Kyle was up. He was cooking something, and as she stroked Dylan’s hair she could smell pancakes. Dylan woke up and covered her with kisses, before begging for his ‘Tooty’. He’s called his toothbrush his ‘Tooty’ for about six months now, and often took it out on errands. She had purposefully bought him a Mickey Mouse brush, which appealed even more to him, and she remembered the excited shriek he issued when she returned home to Affie’s with the beloved item.
They brushed their teeth together, and then she finally relented and let him stay in his pyjamas. He had strong will and loved exercising it. The terrible two’s hadn’t hit yet but she knew when they di
