The Difference is Subtle

Saturday, 5:57am.   "You're up early, big guy," Steve greeted his son with a whisper.  "Let's change you and go downstairs.  We're going to be quiet though so your mommy can sleep, okay?" "Yeah," Daxon answered with a head nod. The two were as quiet as could be.  Steps downstairs were plotted to take place … Continue reading The Difference is Subtle