"I should make him some sort of soft hat to keep him safe," Diego murmured, watching his son attempt to crawl.
Shaking her head, Victoria laughed. "Diego, Jaime is not going to break. He wants to join his brothers and play. That's exciting, not worrying."
Diego paused, glancing at Victoria. Smiling at him, she ran a hand along his shoulders gently. "You need to stop worrying about the baby. He's fine. Even Hernandez can't find anything wrong with him. He did try."
"Jaime was early."
"He is a de la Vega, and takes after his father. Stubborn as a mule."