It was no surprise to anyone that knew the couple that their two year old was spoiled. Freya had gotten out of her room and bed somehow and had wandered into their room blond carmel hair reaching her tiny shoulders in ringlets her eyes large and pale blue as she pocked her father . He propped himself up warily eyeing the baby girl in her little night gown and cherub face. He looked down rubbing at his eyes as the little girl tugged on his arm demanding his undivided attention which was given to her.
"Huh,missy?" He questioned using his daughters pet name as she looked up pointing towards the bed. "I wanna sweep with you." She whispered as he hoisted the baby onto the bed as Lavender rolled as she smiled at the little girl. "Hi baby." His wife smiled her eyes lighting up as they always did when her baby was near.
He turned into the other side of the bed watching a bit jealous as Freya climbed into her mothers arms snuggling against her breasts. She kissed the little girls head wrapping her arms around her as the little girl feel asleep. Why didn't his little girl want him? He wondered but he knew why. Mam's were for comfort,it had been like that when he was young. If he woke up sick or scared he went to his mam,that might have also had something to do with the fact that his father woke up like something from the exorcism.
And da's?They were for the fun things he had thought when he was little. His dad let him throw rocks into the stream behind the house. They had lived out in the sticks as he and Lavender did know. He looked over petting his daughters head as she sighed. He smiled leaning into his side falling asleep to the rhythmic hums and sleep noises of his wife and baby.
