Thump, thump, thump

Daddy & Eddie sacked out at the hospital

Mark has been living up to his nickname of Mr. Wonderful. He got the name when we 1st started dating. My aunt & uncle would ask about him at family gatherings, because he was away at school he didn't meet my extended family until we had been dating for awhile. I would always say how wonderful he was. They started to call him Mr. Wonderful - they didn't intend for him to find out about it - but the first time Mark made it to a family gathering, my little cousin asked if he was Mr. Wonderful. The story came out and the name stuck.

Mark has been getting up with me at nights to help with feeding & to help get Eddie back to sleep. Thursday night in the wee hours of the morning, Eddie was stirring. I was starting to throw the covers off & get up when I heard, thump, thump, thump. I was trying to figure out what it was & looked over at Mark & I could see the covers moving by his chest. He was thumping his chest as if he was burping Eddie. Priceless.