love
My husband had very little baby experience prior to 11.24.08. He had held a brand new baby exactly once and he had played with our niece and nephew in their baby/toddler years. He had never fed, burped or changed anyone other than himself.
At the hospital when Baby Swiss was born, there is one word to describe his care-taking of our new daughter.
Precious.
He watched, learned, asked questions, etc. eager to be able to meet each and every one of his tiny daughter’s needs.
He was a natural.
When we brought her home, he was holding her and marveling at her (as new parents are wont to do) and he asked me the sweetest, cutest, most earnest question about infant care.
“Can I kiss her?”


Oh. my. stars. I got a little verklempt reading that.
Have you written that one in the baby book yet?
Awww, I’m melting. That is so sweet.
Oh, how very sweet. I love that story.