Author's Note: Ta-dah! The first chapter!!!!
NUMERO UNO
Several months later, Logan walked into the kitchen in time to find Rory pouring coffee into Lily's bottle.
"Ace!" He exclaimed. "Are you feeding our ten month old daughter a bottle of coffee?"
"Um… No?" Rory smiled innocently and shoved the bottle behind her back. Logan rolled his eyes.
"It's only a bit of coffee, it's mostly milk!" She whined. "She likes the taste!"
Logan shook his head and laughed at his wife's antics. "Coffee is bad for you. Our daughter is never going to grow because of it."
"GASP! Please say you didn't say that. Coffee will never hurt anyone. Don't listen to him, Lily." She told the child, who was sitting in her highchair, gurgling nonsensically.
"I said it Ace, and it's true. Tell you what. If you can prove to me that she likes the taste, I will let you give her a bit every once in a while. Decaf." Logan smiled triumphantly.
"Easy peasy lemon squeezy." Rory replied, making Logan smile. She walked over to Lily and held the bottle just out of reach.
"Ma!" Lily screeched. "Baba! Baba!" She paused for a minute. "Cah-feh!" She shrieked gleefully, kicking her pudgy baby legs happily. Rory handed her the bottle with a smirk.
"She truly is my daughter!" She told Logan. "I guess I win!"
"There was nothing to win."
"Yes, but I won it anyway, therefore making me win twice as hard!"
"You can't win harder and softer. This is the what, eighth time I've been over this?"
"I say you can, so you can. Isn't that right, Lily? Mommy wins, doesn't she? Yes she does. She wins way harder then Daddy. He loses!" Rory cooed to the infant, who was busy drinking her bottle.
Logan walked over to the infant, who held out an arm, asking to be picked up. Logan obliged, bouncing her in his arms and listening to her laughter. "Guess what, Princess?" He asked, still bouncing her. "I bought you a present! How's that for Daddy sucking? Come on, I want to show it for you before I leave for work. You finished with your bottle?"
Logan took the bottle from her grasp and she let go, letting him know that she was indeed done. He put it down and carried her out of the room into her nursery, Rory following behind.
They walked in to the room and Logan put Lily on the carpeted floor, letting her crawl around. The whole room was purple, with tall lilies painted on the walls. Her crib was antiqued silver, and it matched the antique carriage in the corner that was overflowing with stuffed toys. All the furniture was white, and the quilts, pillows and drapes followed the lily motif.
Rory took this opportunity to turn to Logan with her hand on his hips. "Ok, Buster. It's time I told you, you're taking this whole spoiling our daughter a little too far." She said with a half-serious scowl.
Logan looked around, feigning confusion. "What? Did I buy her something she didn't need? I don't see anything around here that she could have lived without!"
"Geee! Gaahgaa!" Rory turned around to watch Lily playing with the giant purple unicorn that now sat in the corner of the room, standing over five feet tall.
"You bought her a life sized unicorn!" Rory told Logan.
"Believe it or not, Ace, I knew what it was when I handed the clerk my credit card."
"Well, well mister smarty mouth. You think I'm not serious? I'm very, very serious." Rory tried desperately to keep her composure and air of annoyance, but between Lily, who was failing to climb on top of the plush animal, and Logan, who was still pretending he didn't know he was spoiling the baby, she couldn't stop from laughing.
Logan smirked and gathered his wife up for a kiss. "Gaahaa..." Lily mumbled, making Rory break off the kiss to look at the baby.
She was sitting at the legs of the unicorn, contentedly chewing on her pink, rubber-soled sock.
"No! No!" Rory rushed over and teased the offending garment out of Lily's mouth. "Sock bad. No eat sock. Sock make Lily sick. Sock on foot."
"Cave-Rory need dictionary muchly." Logan added. Rory smiled and rolled her eyes.
