Changeling

It's easy to forget what a sweet boy our Ryan can be. Coming home with the headache, he was all concerned face and "poor Daddy" going and wanting to kiss my owie, hard to explain to a 3-yr old what a headache even is. But when he lay down next to me and gently stroked my face, I just about wanted to cry. Just so genuinely concerned about his daddy.
Of course, he also asks me on a daily basis and asks how my gray car is doing.
Of more, course, this is also the same kid I found in the basement next to a crying sister. "Ryan, why is Erin crying?" "Because I hit her in the head with a bottle." "Yeah, that'd do it."