K, I made you cry this morning.

It was the first time I have ever made you cry.

I don’t mean you cried like you got mad I was changing your diaper.

Or you were tired and crying and I was trying to put your pajamas on.

I mean: I made you cry.

We were about to leave for work and school, and I had stopped to talk to you.

You were sitting on my bed, reached for the sunglasses hanging around my neck, and pulled them right off.

Not wanting you to break them, I immediately took them away.

You realized what happened, looked at me, and stated bawling.

My baby.

I am so sorry!

I love you.

-Dad