Hey, kiddo. What're you doing in here all alone? Dad was lookin' for you all around the house. Dad missed you so much. Sweetheart?... Oh, oh. Kiddo, it's okay. It's okay to cry. Come here. Come into my arms. There you go. You can cry as much as you want to, my little one. I've got you. Dad's holding you right here in his arms. I'm not going to let go, okay? Never. Dad will hold all of your tears and sniffles. Don't you worry, I'm right here. It's okay.
Can you feel that, little one? I'm holding your hand and squeezing it. That's right. And you can squeeze back as tight as you need to, okay? Mhm, good. There you go. Dad's got you.
Now. My love? Can you look at me? Can you look up into Dad's eyes? There's my baby. Can you try and breathe deeper for me, bub? Just follow my lead, okay? In and out, just like we practiced. In. And out. You can do it, bub. You're almost there. In. And out. See? You did it! Good job, kiddo. Do you have any more tears or sniffles you want to let out? Mhm. Dad's right here for you if you do, my love. How about this? You get yourself comfy on the bed while I bring you your water bottle and your favourite stuffie from your room. Then, you and me can cuddle up and if you want to, maybe you can tell Dad about what was going on in that precious little head of yours, hm? I'll be right back, little one. Dad loves you so much.
















