"My little man is not feeling like getting up from bed on Sunday morning. Come honey I'll get you dressed." From the cradle position, she switched me to her hips without letting me down on the floor. She held me with one hand under my butt. I had to wrap my legs around her waist to hang on to her body. My arms were already around her shoulders, holding on to her neck. She carried me to the cupboard and opened it. For handling my small body on her tall and solid frame, her one hand was enough....