Be My Little

Little Space Finally

We have pretty much settled into this new lifestyle and it's safe to say Mila is happy. She is playing in the living room with her stuffies and I can see her mouth full of cookie that she wasn't allowed to have without permission.

"Mila, did you have a cookie without asking daddy?" I ask her pseudo angry. She looks adorable.

She shakes her head frantically, letting crumbs of the cookie fly everywhere.

"Look at you. Are you lying?"

She shakes her head again. I need to hide the jar of cookies.

"Oh, so then can you open your mouth for daddy?"

She considers my request for a second and then again shakes her head.

"Daddy knows you had a cookie without permission... " I break the news to my baby.

She looks mighty surprised and then slumps her shoulders in defeat.

I wait for her to finish the cookie patiently and then make her have some water in her sippy cup.

"Now, why did you have the cookie without permission and then lie about it? Do you want a spanking?"

"No daddy... Nooooo... It wasn't me! It was Mr. Wimps." That's his dinosaur.

"Excuse me?" I look at her slightly bewildered.

"You See, Mr. Wimps wanted a cookie because he has a big stomach. I said no. Daddy gets angry. But Mr. Wimps.. Umm... His tummy empty, also cookie tasty so he climbed the chair in the kitchen and got the cookie... " She makes up a story. I want to laugh so bad at her antics but I hold myself back.

"Then how come the cookie was in your mouth?" I play along.

"Mr. Wimps is my best friend... He knows I love cookies too... Umm.. So he shared.!"

I can't believe little Mila is able to come up with stories like these to get away with being naughty. It's so becoming on her, the little space. I am so happy she is in one. I pick her up, put her on my laps and kiss her cheek.

"You tell Mr. Wimps daddy forgives him this time but if he eats cookies and lies about it next time, daddy is gonna roast his ass and his friend's ass with whom he decides to share the cookies, okay!?"

She makes a horrified face and I can't help but chuckle.

"Okay, baby girl?"

"Otay daddy.. Can I ask you something?"

"Sure my cupcake. What's it?"

"How did you know I was eating a cookie?" She asks me innocently. I coo at her despite myself.

"Because I am a daddy? And daddies.. They always know.. " I tell her and hug her tightly and kiss her cheek.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, babygirl?"

"Can I be a daddy?" She asks me in all seriousness.

"Umm.. I don't think so.. You can be a mommy though.. Which is the same as being a daddy?"

"then I will have a wittle too?"

"Umm.. Yes.. And then you will have to care for him or her.. Feed them.. Put them to bed.. Give them lots of cuddles and kisses.. Like I give you?"

"I want a wittle daddy!!!" She squeals in delight!

"You do? How about you make mummbles your little? I am sure he would love it... " Mummbles is her teddy and her comfort stuffie.

"Yessss! Mummblessss would you like to be my wittle?" She picks up the teddy and asks him.

I look at her. She is so adorable.

"He says yes daddy! He says yes!!" she squeals in excitement.

"Oh wow! That's great news baby. Daddy's so happy for you!" I snuggle her into my arms and kiss her some more.

"Now, nap time okay?"

"No daddy.... Nooo... I no slweepy.. " Mila whines.

"Not for you silly! It's nap time for mumbles! And I think he would like you to cuddle with him like you like cuddling with daddy... "

"Yesh! Come on mumbles.. Nap time for you baby! You can cuddle with mommy!" She says.

I pick her up and tuck her in with mumbles inside her crib after giving her a bunch of kisses. She is the most adorable baby ever! And now she is a mommy too - I laugh to myself quietly as I see her slowly drifting into sleep.