“Sammy, wake up, little angel,” I call as I walk in and sit on the end of his bed. We have a morning routine now. He crawls out of bed, onto my lap, and we cuddle for a few minutes until he wakes properly. “Good morning.” I kiss his perfect little forehead, and he snuggles in closer. “How’s my little man today?” I ask. “Good,” he mumbles sleepily.