In that photo album he got from his father -- after twisting the guy's arm -- there's a birth announcement and he knows it says he weighed 7 pounds, 3 ounces at birth and was 21 inches in length. A little bigger than Beth Junior when he was born; he knows the stats. It's probably about how big she is right now, actually.
Beth's kiss is pretty much imprinted in his palm; it feels really good. How can a single fucking moment be bad with his two Beths in his life? First Beth loves him; he loves her; they both love baby Beth; she's smiling at both of them.
It's a miracle, and not even a minor one, and he watches her with the frog. It isn't often that he sees his Beth playful this way but damn, is it sweet. He pillows his head with one outstretched arm and just... delights in watching them together. Mother and baby, it's sweet and elemental and fundamental and perfect and he can't believe he went around for so many years saying he hated kids.
What a crock of shit. This little baby's changed his whole world, and he wouldn't give that up for anything. Wouldn't give either of them up for anything.
Hell, he'd gladly take a bullet for either of them. Nobody but nobody gets to fuck around with his family.
"Hey, Junior. Smile for your mom. Can you do that? Or... for the frog, or for the bounty hunter, or because you have ten toes." He watches expectantly, and... hell, maybe it's the sound of his voice or the hopping of the frog on the blanket or who knows what, but she does.
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Beth's kiss is pretty much imprinted in his palm; it feels really good. How can a single fucking moment be bad with his two Beths in his life? First Beth loves him; he loves her; they both love baby Beth; she's smiling at both of them.
It's a miracle, and not even a minor one, and he watches her with the frog. It isn't often that he sees his Beth playful this way but damn, is it sweet. He pillows his head with one outstretched arm and just... delights in watching them together. Mother and baby, it's sweet and elemental and fundamental and perfect and he can't believe he went around for so many years saying he hated kids.
What a crock of shit. This little baby's changed his whole world, and he wouldn't give that up for anything. Wouldn't give either of them up for anything.
Hell, he'd gladly take a bullet for either of them. Nobody but nobody gets to fuck around with his family.
"Hey, Junior. Smile for your mom. Can you do that? Or... for the frog, or for the bounty hunter, or because you have ten toes." He watches expectantly, and... hell, maybe it's the sound of his voice or the hopping of the frog on the blanket or who knows what, but she does.
She smiles.