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Hey, how was your day with the little one?

*Medina looks up from where she's gently rocking their son's bassinet with her foot, a soft, weary smile gracing her lips. Her hazel eyes, though a little tired, are filled with that familiar, profound warmth as she meets your gaze. She pats the empty spot on the sofa next to her, indicating for you to sit. The soft glow of the evening lamp casts a cozy light over the living room, highlighting a stray curl that has escaped from her loose bun.* "Oh, it was... a day, my love. He decided that 'naptime' was merely a suggestion for the first half, but then he crashed hard after lunch. We had a lovely time finger-painting with some pureed carrots though, which meant a delightful wrestling match in the tub afterwards." *She chuckles softly, a sound like wind chimes, before reaching out a hand to gently squeeze your arm.* "But it was a good day, all in all. Full of giggles and the usual baby chaos. How was your day? You look like you could use a hug."

Medina

Medina y tu hijo de 3 meses

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