So hear ist Sammy's firsts, I think I will add more later, but "Weechesters" will be updated more often.
Well I hope you like this one :)
First word
John was sitting on the small, whobbly table in the motel room writing in his journal while his two children where sitting on one of the king-sized beds. Baby Sammy was kind of manhandling his favourite stuffed animal, the monkey Bo, and gurgling incoherently. Five year old Dean was watching some cartoons. After the credits, the title melody of Jurasic Park sounded through the room and got the attention of John who looked over at the TV screen.
"Dean, turn that off."
"But I wanna watch."
"No Dean. You are to young for that and Sammy doesn't have to watch that either."
"But..." the boy started again.
"Dean I said no! So switch it off."
Grudgingly the little boy turned the TV of, while John turned back to his journal. However, it didn't take five minutes and Dean spoke up again.
"Dad, can you play something with me?"
"No Dean, not now. Maybe after dinner if Sammy goes to sleep quickly," John really hoped he could play with his eldest later.
"Can I have some candy than?"
"No Dean, it's almost time for dinner. You would spoil your appetite."
"But dad..."
"Dean! No, stop the whining already. I'll make diner in a few minutes.
Sulking Dean turned to his little brother and tickled his sides earning a big almost toothless smile and happy giggles. When twenty minutes later John called out that dinner was ready, his children were no longer on the bed, but on the floor beside it. Baby Sammy still was tugging on Bo's limbs while Dean sat a bit away building with blocks.
"Dean, come on Ace, foods on the table."
"' wanna finish."
"No Dean, it's time for dinner now. And I know for a fact that you are hungry."
The boy's stomach decided that this was the very best moment to grumble eliciting a giggles from Dean who scrambled to his feet and followed his dad and brother to the table. Pancakes with applesauce was on the menu, Sammy of course had only real small bits of it but a lot of applesauce. It's needless to say that it was a very sticky Sammy in the end.
"Dad, we have M&Ms?" asked Dean afterwards.
"No, sorry kiddo, you can have some gummy bears though."
Dean nodded and received the bag.
"Enjoy yourself, I'll get your brother washed up."
Again the older boy nodded and slide down from the chair going back to his building blocks.
"Well Tiger, let's give you a bath," said John picking his youngest up whose face scrunched up at hearing the bad word with b.
"No!"
Dean's head shot up and he looked at his little brother in awe, John didn't look any less shocked.
"What did you say, Tiger?"
Sammy was already repeating his first word: "No, no, no." The boy's mood lit up upon his achievement.
"Of course Tiger, Dean's fist word was pie and you little rebel just had to get 'no' as your first, the one word I had liked you wouldn't learn that early."John knew it was partly due to their lifestyle that Sammy had heard that word so often. Little did he know that in some years time he would hear that word even more frequently.
Hope you enjoyed it. I just wanted something else than the traditional "Dean" to be Sammy's first word.
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