I wake up and my bum is sore. I rub my eyes. Waiting for dadda. I start crying after waiting for so long.
Daddy runs upstairs and holds me in his arms.
"Aww ... baby girl... don't cry... daddy's here" he coos and bounces me on his arms. I settle down.
I hide my face in the croon of daddy's neck. He smells soo good.
"Dadda smell best." I say and daddy chuckles.
He puts me on the changing table to change my now wet diaper and I am a squirmy wormy. It feels weird.
Daddy hands me something sparkly. It's pink and I get totally engrossed in playing with it.
"Good girl. We are all done." He picks me up and kisses my cheek. He takes away the shiny thing from my hand and I whine a little.
"Let’s get some food in that little tummy of yours yes?" He says and carries me downstairs.
He puts me on the high chair and straps me in.
I hate the straps.
"Play daddy." I say pointing to the door. I want to play in the garden.