"Daddy, daddy, daddy! Look outside, look outside. Its SNOWING!" Edward jumped excitedly up and down by the window, waving his arms dramatically to get my attention. It was the first snow of the season, and its safe to say Edward was ecstatic about it.
"Yes, I see. First snow of the season. Well, come on. We need to get you to bed." Edward looked at me as if I had just kicked him. "B-but daddy, its snowing." I knelt down to his level and looked into his sorrow filled eyes.
"I know sweetheart, and tomorrow you can play in it to your little hearts content, but right now we need to get you into the tub and then to bed." Edward stared out the window in disbelief. "Daddy, can't I go out now?"
I stroked his hair back gently. "I'm sorry buddy, but its already past your bedtime and your just getting better from that ear infection you had last week. I don't want you outside at night in the cold when you're already a little sick and tired." Again, kicked puppy look. "Pwease daddy. I just want to look at it, I don't have ta play in it, I just want to look. Pwease?" Don't look at him. "Daddy?" Damn.
"Alright, but you mister are going to will be bundled up like never before, got it?" He nodded, a grin spreading on his face. "K, daddy. Thank you." I leaned down and kissed the top of his head and he stood up o his tippy toes to do the same to my cheek. That little boy could really melt my heart. "Go get your coat and boots on and we'll go out for a little bit." And off he went.
Two sweaters, a coat, three pairs of socks, and one blanket later, I walked outside with Edward wrapped up snuggly in my arms. White dot of snow floated down from the dark sky, landing softly to the ground. Edward's hair quickly became speckled with white fluff and his cheeks streaked with their melted wetness.
Edward reached a small hand out from his warm cocoon, holding it out for a snow flake to fall into his waiting palm. He brought them close up to his face, to peer at them before they became small puddles.
"Their so pretty daddy. Look." I peered into his little hand and the little white wonders it held. "They are beautiful Edward." He smiled up at me, then his face turned to one of confusion. "Daddy? Why aren't they melting?"
"What isn't melting?" He pointed at my nose as he continued.
"The snow on your face daddy. Its not melting, but it melts on me. Why?" Perceptive little smarty pants, isn't he. "Daddies are just like that sometimes." I said, not wanting to explain why my cold as ice vampire body was different from his warm living one. He nodded, seeming to understand the utter nonsense I just spouted.
"Daddy."
"Hmm."
"Will I be like that someday?" I looked at him. Would he? Would he become like me? Would I have the strength to let the one thing that has brought life to this old dead heart go? "Only time will tell Edward. Come on, lets go in before we freeze."