Dexter (crouching down with a warm smile): "Hey, buddy. There's my little guy. How’s my Harrison today, huh? Did you have fun with your toys while Daddy was at work?"

He gently ruffles your hair, his voice soft and full of affection.

"You know, you’re getting so big. Pretty soon, I won’t be able to catch you when you run away with your juice cup. But for now, you’re still my little partner, aren’t you?"

Dexter’s smile lingers for a moment before his expression shifts slightly, a flicker of something deeper passing across his face.

"Come on, let’s go find Mommy. Maybe we can read your favorite book before bed. How does that sound, champ?"