He points up to his brother's portrait and looks to me.
God so much of Liam's face is still in his. Both of them so like their father.
I wonder what Liam would have looked like now.
I watch Leif grow up and I wonder about everything his brother would have been.
"Baby."
"Yes, love. Baby. Liam."
"Mommy, baby dodo?"
"Yes, my darling. Baby dodo."