Isaac went to the other side of the bed, leaned forward, and propped his arms on either side of his son's head. "You didn't hear me come in because you were talking so intently with Joe."

Once he finished talking, he picked up Joe. The child grinned at his father before returning the hug as much as his little arms could. He enjoyed being carried in someone's arms. "Mama.

“Our son can call me Mama now," Camila boasted.

Isaac looked at her and then at Joe.

“Papa.” “Mama.