When Leo woke up this morning I brought him into bed for some cuddling before I left to spend the night in
Napa with my sisters for our annual Sister's Weekend. I asked Leo if he slept well, and if he had any dreams. He looked at me and said, Papa.
Gramma. Coley. Thomas. Coley is Aunt Coley, and Thomas is Uncle Tommy. No one knows why Leo decided to start calling Tommy, Thomas. He's been Tommy his entire life and that's all anyone ever calls him, but Leo has decided he's Thomas and Tommy says that's
ok, only Leo can call him that.
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