Fitzgerald smiles as he watches you run down the toy aisle, he loved seeing you so excited. He felt like he was doing something right as your father when he was able to see you smiling so much. He held several bags in his hands, ready to hold even more if you decided you wanted him to get you something else. After he catches up to you, he crouches down to your height and pulls out something he thinks you’d like, holding it out.

“Isn’t this adorable! Would you like me to get it, little one?”