Prompt (via calzonastories): want to see Sophia take her mother to show and tell to show off her cool leg

Sofia's giggles fill the brisk air during her walk home from school with her moms. Callie and Arizona each have a hand and every few steps they swing Sofia into the air until her tiny feet meet the ground again.

"So what did you learn in school today munchkin," Arizona asks. After laughing at another swing Sof declares that Friday is 'show and tell'. Callie gives a big gasp to show her motherly excitement and asks what Sofia wants to take to school.

The little girl takes a moment, her eyebrows furled in thought just like Callie's do sometimes. When she heard gentle cooing from the baby nestled in the carrier on her momma's chest, she got an idea.

"Can I take Brooke," she asked with a big smile. Her baby sister was certainly the most fascinating thing in her life and she loved to show her off. Arizona looked down at the golden haired infant and smiled at the one dimple that popped when she yawned.

"No no, sweetie. Ms. Brooke is too little to be in a 1st grade classroom full of big kid germs."

"But, but, I… I'm her big sister," Sofia whined.

"Hey, no whining mija. That's not what big girls do," Callie instructed, giving the girl's hand a tug. "Brooke's too little. You'll have to find something else."

Sofia just nodded and went on frowning ardently the rest of the way home. She was silent as they ate dinner and was visibly upset all night. Wanting to cheer Sofia up Arizona invited her to read a story to Brooke while she drank her bottle.

Sofia was never one to turn down a sisterly duty so she ran to get a book and headed towards the couch. With her first smile of the evening she climbed onto it with some help from momma. She stood patiently in her PJs and socks while Arizona got the baby situated.

"Oh kay! Now you big girl," Arizona said. She pulled Sofia over to sit on her thigh so both girls had her attention. The oldest plopped down and swung her feet around her momma's prosthetic, happy to be needed. She made it through a whole chapter of Charlotte's Web before Brooke was done eating. Soon after, the tired infant drifted to sleep and Sofia called it quits too.

"You ready for bed Sof?" Arizona noticed the heavy eyelids her oldest was sporting. Sensing an impending struggle she opted to hook an arm under Sofia's and carry both girls to bed.

In a sleepy haze, the tiny Latina rested her head on her momma's shoulder as she was whisked away to bed. While she peered past the golden locks flowing down Arizona's back, she took note of how different the two legs were as they moved in and out of sight.

"Hey… momma," she questions through a yawn.

"Yeah sweetie…"

"Can I take you to show and tell?"

Arizona pauses at Brooke's crib and raises a perplexed brow that Sofia thankfully can't see. "Why would you take me to show and tell," she replies as she lays her youngest down. Sofia musters enough energy to sit up on her momma's hip and leans back to explain.

"Cuz your leg. I bet no one else's momma has a robot leg." To this Arizona smiles- dimples and all. There's something amazingly endearing about Sofia taking pride in her prosthetic. 4 years ago she could hardly stand the idea of it, didn't know if her life would ever be the same, wished to have died instead of needing one. But her baby girl had no qualms about it. Arizona was her momma no matter what.

She ran her hand over Sofia's soft hair and kissed her forehead gently. "Sure thing munchkin. Momma'll be your show and tell."

Having almost no energy left, Sofia threw her arms around Arizona's neck in an exhausted flop. Her huge smile pressed against the crook of the blonde's neck until sleep took it away. She was lights-out before they even made it to her room.

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"Okay, Sofia Torres. Why don't you tell the class what you brought in for show and tell." Sofia glanced between her teacher and momma, giddy as could be. Her smile beamed brighter than ever as she wrapped her hands around Arizona's waist.

"This… is my momma. Anddd…" she let go to raise up a leg of Arizona's yoga pants. "This is her bionic prosthetic leg!"

The class erupted with childish excitement and buzzed with curiosity and wonder. The kids we chattering away, everyone craning to see. Still, all Arizona saw was her little girl looking up at her with that smile practically identical to Calliope's. She had never felt so sure that that damn leg was a blessing in deed.