One or Two Things I Know for Sure

Chapter 7 Cast

I am just about finished with the dinner dishes when Bel runs into the kitchen, wrapping her left arm around my legs and laying her head against my waist. I lean a hand back and she doesn't say anything about it being wet or soapy, she just lets me run it down her shoulder length hair. Her hair has gotten lighter in the last year, but it's really not that much of a surprise considering the amount of time she spends outside.

"Hey baby" I tell her and she snuggles closer. She's been doing this a lot lately, running to me and staying as close as possible when I'm alone, and I think it's because she wants me to herself for a few moments.

"Do you need any help?" she asks, leaning a little closer to me and I lean down a bit to kiss the top of her head.

"I would love some help!" I smile and pick her up, careful of the cast in her right arm. A battle wound from her last soccer game, three weeks ago. No one ever said that being a goalie was the best position, but she chose it herself and there was no way of talking her out of it. It's were her father's genes kick up I'm sure (her choice of having it covered in green is probably because of that too, I remember her telling me in the ER that if a boy could use it so could she).

I sit her on the countertop next to the sink and hand her a dish towel, being careful to hand her only plastic non breakable things to dry. Because even though I know she'll try to be careful, it's hard enough for an eight-year-old to dry dishes with two working arms.

"Is Daddy putting Leli and Mads to sleep?" I ask her as I finish rinsing a plate, she nods and tries to hold a lid I handed her between her body and cast and I let out a little laugh. She has the most determined look on her face, and it's making it so adorable to watch her struggle.

"Not funny" she tells me with a little pout, I smile and lean so that my nose is touching hers.

"I know, you're just so cute" I tell her and she scrunches up her nose before smiling and kissing the tip of my nose. I pull her closer to me and kiss her hair again, she still has a little of that baby smell.

I remember bringing her home and trying to tell myself that I would be a good mom. She was so tiny and fit in to the crook of my arm, and I was so afraid of letting go because I knew the next second she would be all grown up and not my little baby. So this moments when I can get her all to myself are precious.

She is so independent now, with friends, school, soccer, and swimming. She is this perfect little thing I helped create and I'm so glad of everything she's done so far, but sometimes I wish that I could keep her little like this forever, but then I have to tell myself that she'll always fit right here. On my arms.

"Do you wanna have a girls night?" I ask her when I pull always slightly, it's Friday and I don't mind letting her stay up her bed time on weekends, especially if it's spend with me. "We can watch a movie together"

"Can we watch 'General Hospital?" she asks with a hopeful glint in her eyes and I swear I'll kill Greg for this one day.

"No, because you aren't suppose to be watching it to begin with. We can watch 'The Little Mermaid' though"

"But that is such a little kid movie" she says, trying to cross her arms which doesn't work as well as she probably planned, because her casted arm just gets in the way.

"Well I know that you are all gowned up and all, but I really wanna see it. Please?" I pout and she giggles after rolling her blue, blue eyes.

We both know it's her favorite movie, but she needs to have a whole show out of it for the sake of being the eldest House child.

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Again, sorry for any grammatical errors. I don't yet have a beta to look these over.

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