“Uncle Dymon!” He jumped out of Diesel’s arms and ran around the car to me. I scooped him up, giving him a kiss on both his cheeks. When I looked at Quinci, she had her hand pressed against her chest, and her bottom lip poked out. “He is the cutest little thing. Can I hold you?” she asked. Without hesitation, he jumped into her arms, wrapping his little arms around her neck.
OMG THEY’RE SO CUTE
