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Battling Babies

Have you ever watched the way dads hold babies? It is very distinct from the easy way moms do.
I remember one who held them like he would baggage.
I remember an uncle who used to pick us up by our little legs as if we were sardines to be squished the way it pleased.
I have watched dads hold them akimbo mimicking women.
but for the first time in my life I saw a man called Grey wisp hold his baby like he would  a rifle.
Watching him I wondered if the stranger carried his baby the same way too.
But then I guess dads have their special ways of unique love no matter which direction they carry us eastwards or westwards!

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