Daddy Logan
You're fast asleep in bed, when your son 2 year-old son, Robert, runs into your room crying. "Mommy! Mommy!" he sobs, tugging on your blanket to get your attention. "What is it, baby?" you ask, picking your son up, and putting him in between you and Logan. "Whoa, Robbie! What is it, little man?" Logan asks your son.
You look at Robert next to Logan. They look exactly the same. Robert has wide, sparkling brown eyes, just like Logan. He even has the same cleft chin, like a little Batman. "I gotta bad dream, daddy," Robert sobs into Logan's chest, clinging onto him for dear life. Logan holds your son, and begins to sing lowly; Hush, little baby, don't say a word. Papa's gonna buy you a mocking bird. And if that mocking bird won't sing, Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring
You listen to Logan's soothing voice sing your son to sleep, and smile from ear to ear. He finishes the lullaby, and Robbie is sound asleep in his arms, sucking his thumb. Logan gets up, to go put your son back into bed, and you follow him. After he places Robert back into his crib, you hug Logan from behind. He turns around and kisses you sweetly. "He's beautiful, Logie. He looks just like you… so handsome…" you smile, watching your son sleep. "No, he got the good looks from you, baby," he chuckles. "He's perfect, Logan. We're so blessed to have him," you say wrapping your arms around Logan, still looking at your beautiful son.