Little big man.

June 26, Middleboro.

Nicolas is almost 15 months old, and I now have to decide which way to run when I'm with the both of them outside and he is walking straight on oblivious to my calls, hands up, bobbling along at unsuspected speed. He is slighter than Dylan at his age. Dylan at his age witnessed Nicolas' birth at the birthing center in Dallas, my mother playing with him, holding him while his little brother struggled his way into the world. I cannot fathom that Dylan now, cannot relate Nicolas to that Dylan at all. Nicolas seems so much smaller, or was I painting Dylan into a bigger little man than he was, unknowingly, in anticipation of the infant that was about to take over the baby role?