"Mila... You said you wanted to play with me!" I tell Mila, sitting in front of her Criss cross apple sauce on the carpet in her nursery, waiting for her to look at me. Right now, I will consider myself lucky if she pays me a tenth of attention that she is giving her stuffie- A dinosaur called Dino. Is it normal to be jealous of stuffies?
"Daddy... I am playing with you... " She tells me distracted.
"Mila..! You're not even looking at me!" I complain, astonished.
"See daddy I look at you, now okay?" She looks at me for a second, kisses my cheek and then goes back to playing with her stuffies. Did I buy her too many of them? Would she have ignored me if she had two of those instead of twenty?
Fuck, I am going nuts.
"Mila... Daddy misses you. Look at me.. Play with me, please?" I pick h
