A/N: I've had this idea in my head for a couple weeks, but just couldn't get it written. I'm not really a writer, so please be gentle. This is un-betaed (not even sure how to get one). Also, I really have no experience with kids or what happens at what age, so some things may not be technically correct.
"That's Chawie Bwown!"
Edward turned around to look at his daughter, Lizzie, who was pointing to the television excitedly in her chair. "Yes, that's right, angel."
"And that's Swoopy!"
Edward chuckled at his little girl of almost three, who was undeniable cute and had him wrapped around her little fingers. He was looking through her dresser for clothes for her to sleep in tonight, after a long Thanksgiving dinner with his family. His daughter was watching very excitedly in her chair the Charlie Brown Thanksgiving special on television.
"Daddy, I want to wear my Swoopy pajamas!" Lizzie exclaimed.
"Okay, sugarbelle. But after the show is over, its bathtime!" Edward said excitedly, trying to get Lizzie excited for her bath.
"Oooh, ok!" Lizzie said, not really paying attention to what her father was saying.
Lizzie looked around in wonderment. "Daddy! Where's Momma?" Lizzie looked up to her father with her big chocolate brown eyes.
"She's in the bathroom, taking a bath. And when she's done, it will be your turn!" Edward said, clapping his hands. "Remember how we take turns taking baths?"
Edward sometimes had trouble getting little Lizzie to get excited about baths, but she was making some progress. He could hear that Bella was still taking her shower, and probably would be a few more minutes. He suggested to Bella to take a long shower, to relieve some stress, after a long day of dealing with his relatives.
He felt bad for her, after having to endure an entire day at his parents' house, with his two high-strung siblings, their spouses, and his parents. It was sometimes a little much for Bella, who usually just had her Dad growing up around this holidays. She definitely took it in stride, and he loved her for it, even though he knew his family completely exhausted her. He had grown up with them, so he knew how to tune them out when the need arose, but Bella was still adjusting to living so close to her in-laws, in the cottage his parents had bought them soon after they married four years ago.
"Alright, little Lizzie, we've got Snoopy pajamas, socks, and big girl underwear… almost time for your bath!"
"Daddy, shushie, I'm watching the show!" Lizzie held a finger over her lips, demonstrating to her father to be quiet.
"Just like her mother," Edward whispered, under his breath.
"I heard that!" Bella exclaimed from the hall, before entering Lizzie's room, wrapped in a white robe.
Edward grinned lopsidedly at his beautiful wife. "Oops."
"Good thing you're so cute," Bella said, wrapping her arms around Edward in a tight embrace.
"Just for you, my dear." Edward wrapped his arms around Bella, squeezing her ever so lightly in a hug. He moved some of her hair that had fallen in front of her forehead, before kissing her there.
"Feeling better?" Edward asked.
"Much," Bella answered, closing her eyes. "I love your family, but all in the same room at the same time is exhausting."
Edward chuckled. "Try growing up with that."
Bella smiled into Edward's chest.
"Thank you, love. I know it's exhausting… it does mean a lot to me that you put up with them for me," Edward said, gently.
Bella looked up at him quizzically. "Of course. I love you, you know that."
"As do I," Edward responded, hugging her tighter.
"Momma! Hi Momma!" Lizzie exclaimed, noticing Bella.
"Hi, sugar. Are you enjoying Charlie Brown?" Bella asked, leaving Edward's embrace to kneel down to Lizzie's eye level near her chair.
"Yes! But soon it will be over… and then Daddy says I have to have a bawth." Lizzie pouted.
"Well, your Daddy does know best. You should listen to him, Lizzie. He's very smart," Bella looked across to her shoulder to wink at Edward.
Edward rolled his eyes at his not-so-obvious wife. "Alright, Lizzie. Stay with your Mom to watch the rest of the show. I'm going to make your bath."
"No!" Lizzie exclaimed, then accidentally yawning. "I don't need a bath! I'm not tiwed!"
"Are you sure you're not tired?" Bella asked, not believing Lizzie for a second.
"That's right!" Lizzie, responded, matter-of-factly, yawning with each word. "Lizzie… is not… "tiwed."
"Uh huh. Well, I'll go make your bath just in case." Edward told her, leaving the room, as he heard Lizzie yawning yet again.
"Spwish Spwash, Lizzie takwing a bawth!"
Edward and Bella chuckled as they could hear their daughter having fun in her bath. The door to their bathroom was kept slightly ajar, as Lizzie informed her parents she wanted to take her bath alone.
"I do hope she is actually taking a bath and not just splashing around," Bella told Edward, as she was wrapped in Edward's arms on their bed that adjoined the bathroom.
"I'll go check on her," Edward told Bella, kissing her above her ear.
Bella took that moment to pick up the book she was currently reading from the nightstand. Bella figured she'd go to sleep a little early, after being exhausted today, when her cell phone chimed.
Bella! What time do you want me to pick you up? - Alice
Oh hell no, Bella thought to herself. Bella had just spend the last 12+ hours with Edward's charming but very high-strung sister, Alice, and his equally enthusiastic brother, Emmett, and their spouses. She was going to rest tomorrow.
For what? - Bella
What do you mean 'for what'? For Black Friday of course! So 2am?
Two am! In all that is wholly! Who goes shopping at 2am? Bella knew what Black Friday was of course, you'd have to be living under a rock not to. However, she never partaken in the activity, as she didn't enjoy the experience of shopping. She bought almost all her clothes online, just so she would not have to do any dreadful shopping. The past four years, she usually was able to deflect Alice's Black Friday enthusiasm, but she was running out of ideas.
"Alright, all clean and dressed!" Bella heard Edward tell Lizzie, as he opened the door to the bathroom.
Lizzie then rushed out of the bathroom in a sprint. "All clean! All clean!"
"Lizzie, do you want a story or a song?" Edward asked her.
Lizzie pittle paddled back towards her Dad. "Hmm.." Lizzie stalled. Every night before bed, Lizzie was either given a option to be read a story or a song to be played. Usually Bella would read her a story, and Edward would always play Lizzie a song on the grand piano in the living room.
"Which will it be tonight, sweetheart?" Bella asked her daughter, who was looking up at her Mom with matching brown eyes.
"I want… I want…" Lizzie said slowly, before deciding. "A song!"
"That's a great choice, angel. Do you want your Dad to play you your lullaby?" Bella asked.
"Yes, Daddy, will you please play me my lullabwy?" Lizzie asked her Dad, reaching out for him to pick her up.
"Of course, sweetheart," Edward said, picking up his daughter and kissing her on the cheek. "But you have to tell your Mom goodnight first."
Edward set Lizzie down on the floor, who came running up into the bed where Bella was. Lizzie charged herself into Bella's arms.
"Goodnight, my Mommy!" Lizzie exclaimed, her weight causing Bella to fall down from her sitting position.
"Whoa!" Bella chuckled at her rambunctious daughter. "Sweet dreams, my sweet girl. I love you."
"I love you, Mommy!" Lizzie told Bella, as Bella kissed her daughter's cheek, and giving her a hug.
Bella sat up, after being tackled by her daughter. Lizzie then leaped off the bed, back to Edward, who picked her up and swung her around.
"Goodnight Mommy!" Lizzie told Bella, giggling as Edward swung her around, before placing her on his hip.
Edward turned around to give Bella a wink, before exiting the room.
Bella could hear Edward talking softly to Lizzie, while he played her his lullaby. Sometimes she would peek in on them, because the sight of the two of them just took her breath away.
Bella put her book down on the bed, and slowly creeped out of their bedroom and looked into the living room, while still hiding herself. She figured Edward knew when she did this, he always had a second sense about these things.
Lizzie's lullaby was very similar to Bella's, but it was more childlike and had a dreamlike feeling to it, which always made Lizzie sleepy.
"Daddy?" Lizzie asked softly, perched next to Edward on the piano bench.
"Yes, sweetheart?" Edward responded to his daughter, while continuing to play.
"This is my lullabwy, right?" Lizzie looked up at Edward.
"Yes, sweetpea. I started to play this after your Mom and I found out we were going to have a little girl."
"Me!" Lizzie said, excitedly but softly.
"That's right," Edward told Lizzie, continuing to play the notes of the lullaby. "You have a lullaby, just like your Mom."
"Mommy's lullabwy is different than mine though."
"That's right. I started to play your Mom's soon after I met her."
"Why?" Lizzie, asked in curiosity.
Edward chuckled. "Because I had fallen in love with your Mommy, and I wanted to have a song just for her."
"I love Mommy, too." Lizzie said softly, looking at the piano keys.
"As she loves you." Edward told her softly, continuing to play the sleepy and sweet notes of his daughter's lullaby.
A/N: This was originally supposed to be just a silly one-shot. However, as I started writing, it became longer, so this will probably be just a few chapters. A very short story.