Pushing open Adrian Desmond's office door was like stepping into a children's playground.
Cartoon soft plastic flooring was laid out, piles of toys, a small slide, a tent, and all sorts of firearms.
The Big Boss's office was entirely converted into a playground.
"Ah... Ooh..." Sheehan was delighted and couldn't wait to get on the ground as soon as he entered.
Once inside, Adrian took off his shoes, put his son on the floor, and sat cross-legged next to him, watching his son crawl.
"Come on, don't you love that tent? Crawl over to it yourself."
Adrian patted his little butt, Sheehan was too small to crawl yet, his small body contracted, inching forward like a caterpillar.
Creeping inch-by-inch, he actually managed to crawl a little bit, Adrian encouraged him, "Great, great, five centimeters more than yesterday."
Adrian sent a video he had just recorded of Sheehan learning to crawl to his friends circle.
