Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Dear Jaco,
In truth, I had no idea how to take care of you. Your Tatay taught me a lot--he babysat Kuya Sting when he was a, uhm, baby y'know. He had to show me everything--burping, wrapping your fragile body with a blanket, changing your diapers, feeding you. He might not admit it, but he took care of you more than any father could possibly have. We're lucky.
PS. This is your first picture together. Even if I lose this, I will forever remember how serene you looked in his arms. I can't blame you, it always feels safe there.
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