"Sorry, I don't mean to stomp over all your daydreams here, but you really need to have a bath now," I tell Mills, while she is sitting amidst her toys and grinning and daydreaming about God knows what. At least she looks happy now. You should have seen her after she first woke up.
"Up baby girl, rise and shine!" I pick up a sleepy Mila after gently shaking her awake. I quickly change her diapers while she is still half asleep and then pick her up.
"I hate you.." She tells me rubbing her eyes and then trying to snuggle into my arms.
"Why baby girl? Daddy loves you so much.. " I rub her back and take her downstairs. She is sulky, thank God I am all ready already. I think she must be hungry too. She'll feel better with some food in her tummy.
"You stabbed me with the needwle.." She pouts
