You and your husband Brendan have a 4 month old son, Hudson, who looks like a tiny version of you. Blonde hair, blue eyes. He’s very proud to be the father to the little guy.

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You laid Hudson on a pile of blankets on the living room couch because your arms were getting tired. Brendan walks in and smiles when he sees his son laying there, observing. He kneels on the ground, leans in and presses his nose to Hudson’s tinier one, and lets Hudson grab the tip of his pointer finger.