Zoos and Wandering Interests
This was written for sahiya's prompt over at wc-women-fest's The Neal/Sara Thing-a-Thon!
Her prompt was: "I would like to know more about Sara and Neal's hypothetical baton-wielding con children (AU's are fine)."
This is simultaneously being written for the kidfic card for trope_bingo over at Dreamwidth.
Sara pushed her hair out of her eyes, tired of running around. She knew that children were a hassle, but at times like this, she questioned why she decided to procreate.
Nick ran over to her, hugging her legs. "Mommy, I want to go see the giraffes," he cried.
She frowned, "I thought you wanted to see the penguins. Didn't you want to feed them?"
"I changed my mind, mommy," he told her, scrunching up his nose.
"Really," she murmured.
"Yeah, I want to be as tall as giraffes one day."
"Darling, I think you have a long way to get there," Sara laughed, "You're four years old and three feet tall!"
He looked up at her, surprised, "How many more feet do I have to grow to be as tall as Daddy, then?"
"Well," Sara answered, "your dad is six feet tall, so you only have to grow three more feet."
"That's a lot of feet," Nick sighed. "I want to grow now."
"It takes time to grow, sweetheart," Sara sighed. Nick might be in a rush to grow as tall as a giraffe, but she wanted him to stay small for a long time. She didn't always enjoy chasing him, but she knew that she would miss spending time with her son, dashing after him, as he got older.
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