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- 4/2015 (46)
Stefan shifted the light weight in his arms from one hip to the other, his young almost year old son was babbling away in utter nonsense, aside from the odd occasion when he'd say ma or dadda but to the librarian it was the most incredible thing ever, he loved his son beyond all that was possible, the tiny little boy was so small and fragile in his arms, and yet as he was coming up to his first birthday the boy wasn't as tiny as he'd once been. The librarian was looking forward to spoiling the child, he had so much planned and none of it went over the budget he and Kate had agreed to, given that they both didn't earn that much it was sensible to do so. Their first christmas together had been quite the affair, the man had put the little boy in a tiny christmas outfit with a little santa hat, it seemed that despite all his fears of becoming just like his father, everything he did with Branson and Kate just made his life better, he still had the odd nightmare, the odd bad day, but it seemed with his little smile and loving gaze, the trust he held a little more of his childhood was chipped away. Stefan wanted nothing more than to give the world to his son, and he'd work all the hours to provide it for him.
On that day however he couldn't say that he was working, he had the pram in front of him though he was holding the boy and was taking him to the young children's park, where the boy could play with other children his age and get to play. Stefan wasn't always comfortable around these other parents, but he knew it was important for Branson and he would do anything for the little boy so Stefan put himself at as much ease as he could manage and just remained close to his child. Arriving at the play park, Stefan set the stuff he'd brought and might need on one of the empty benches and then wandered over to the sand pit, the other children didn't seem to be about and Stefan was happy to crouch in front of his son and play with him in the sand pit. Replying with a smile to the babble, explaining what the sand was, showing him how to shovel even though he knew that his son was far too young for that, he watched happily as his son placed his hand into the sand and then pressed the tiny sandy hand into his cheek. Children were quite truly amazing, he was sure any of the parents in this playground with their children could agree.
<i></i>On that day however he couldn't say that he was working, he had the pram in front of him though he was holding the boy and was taking him to the young children's park, where the boy could play with other children his age and get to play. Stefan wasn't always comfortable around these other parents, but he knew it was important for Branson and he would do anything for the little boy so Stefan put himself at as much ease as he could manage and just remained close to his child. Arriving at the play park, Stefan set the stuff he'd brought and might need on one of the empty benches and then wandered over to the sand pit, the other children didn't seem to be about and Stefan was happy to crouch in front of his son and play with him in the sand pit. Replying with a smile to the babble, explaining what the sand was, showing him how to shovel even though he knew that his son was far too young for that, he watched happily as his son placed his hand into the sand and then pressed the tiny sandy hand into his cheek. Children were quite truly amazing, he was sure any of the parents in this playground with their children could agree.