"Hey, Ares." He tried to catch his son's attention as he sucked greedily for milk. "Do you want to play a game of catch?"
He threw the baseball in his hand upward and caught it halfway before it landed on the floor. But his son did not even bother to look at him.
"Really? You know your son is still too young to play your silly game, right?" Dani laughed at her silliness as she continued to feed their son in her arms.
He still could not believe Dani would opt to breastfeed than use a formula. The process seemed painful and uncomfortable, taking it from his point of view.
But he guessed that was what he liked about her. She did not like the easy way out. She always thought of what would be best for everybody, in this case, their child.
"I was thinking..." But before he could finish his statement, his phone rang.
