He also had Clara in his lap.
Both their kids were on either side, leaning in, arms around them and each other.
Chap had snapped that shot.
Once Buck had positioned it where he wanted it, he looked to his wife and baby girl.
“Soon, we’re going to have to get another dresser,” she remarked.
“I got no problem with that,” he replied.
Then he took them in, and while he did, he sent out word, seeing as it seemed God had been paying a fair amount of attention for about the last year.
So, since he already had a gorgeous girl with dark hair, he hoped Lenora coming out bald as the cue ball her mother was unable to successfully hit in order to win a game of pool meant his new baby girl would have her mother’s honey.
“You good?” he asked.
“Always,” she answered.
Buck went to her.
Bent deep.
Kissed her nose.
Bent deeper.
Kissed a tiny baby nose.
Then he walked out of the room.
The End