Disclaimer: I don't own twilight and never will ( sigh) The only thing I own is amadaus
Summary: From bellas point of view as she watches her son play sweet fluffy story
Authors note: ahead of time sorry for this being so short I may add more later though
I watch you laugh as you play with your father. This though so normal for you is still quite a surprise to me. I never pictured him being a father, not in a million years. But you……you my son, my sweet little boy, are our miracle child. The son that shouldn't be, the little legend. You probably have no clue how much joy you bring us, how much we enjoy watching you grow and play.
You will never quite understand how much you please you father just by calling him "daddy". You will never get why we are so protective of you, why we won't let you go into the woods alone. Though you don't understand now you will realize later that there are worse tings in this world than the monsters under the bed, You will never understand how much we fear how you will be judged , we fear for you when you get older how will we explain?. But for now we are content with you just laughing with your father as you play on the front lawn…..and be our little boy….my little boy…Amadaus
