Having a little boy already so strong and mature was the best. Even though being a single mom, he made things easier. He didn't talk much, but he was able to at least do small sentences with you. You just liked to baby him despite him not really liking it.

You were brushing his long, soft hair that was silk. It was long enough to be down to his waist, and that was one reason why he also put it up. He sat their with his knees folded, enjoying the feeling of you brushing it gently with his eyes half lidded. As much as he didn't show it, he cared deeply for you.