Oh my. What a terrible mess. A giant sticky mess. And it is all over my Edward. "Hi Daddy!" Perfect. "Hey sweetheart, what have you gotten into?" Edward grinned at me, his icing cover cheeks made him look like a clown. "We had birthday cake for Charlotte today in class. It was yummy."

"Did you fall in the cake?" I wouldn't be surprised, seeing as how he was covered head to toe in the pastry. "Um, no, Jake started it." Oh no. "Started what?"

"Well, he was being mean to Angela so I pushed him then he grabbed a piece of cake and threw it at me but it hit Mike who threw his cake back and um, we all started throwing cake at each other." He looked at me shyly. "It was really fun though."

" I bet it was. Well come on, time for a bath."

"Do you hate me daddy?"

"No Edward."

"Then why do I gotta take a bath?"

"Because you are covered in cake."

"But now I'm extra sweet."

"Not to mention sticky."

"So, I don't have to take a bath?"

"I won't cuddle a sticky person."

"Y-you won't h-hug me?" Tears began to well up. "No, Edward I didn't mean…"

"W-why do y-you hate m-me dada? I-I didn't m-mean to g-get d-dirty. Pwease d-don't h-ate me!" I quickly swept him up into my arms, effectively coating myself in the sticky mess that was my son.

"Baby, I don't hate you. Daddy loves you and always will. You just really need to take a bath. I know you like being clean, don't you?" He nodded reluctantly. "And it won't be so bad. I could put bubbles in it."

"Really daddy?"

"Yep, anything for you pumpkin." I wiped his tear stained face, my little Edward was always a little over dramatic.

I took him upstairs before the tears started again. While the bathtub filled I helped Edward out of his clothes. As a peeled him out of his shirt I noticed a bruise on his side that hadn't been there this morning. "What happened here?" I asked as I ran my finger gently over the purpling flesh. Edward looked down at his feet, his hands nervously fidgeting behind his back. "Did you get in another fight with Jacob?" He shook his head. "Then what happened bub."

"Um, Bella threw a block at me."

"Why?"

"She thought it was a piece of cake."

"And this is why you shouldn't throw your food."

"But it was fun daddy!" I rolled my eyes. "ok, time to get you in the tub."

"Can we talk about it first?"

"Nope, in you go." I set him in the tub, his nose crinkled up as if I was setting him in garbage. "Oh stop that. I know you don't want to go around with pink frosting in your hair." He shrugged, then grinned evilly. He pointed to the frosting on my clothes, "Daddy, you need a bath too." He said as he grabbed my arm and pulled me into the bubbly water. "EDWARD!" I shrieked(it was a manly shriek). "Young man you are in so much trouble!"

"But, if you were sticky I wouldn't be able to cuddle with you." He looked at me with his 'I'm being serious' face. I couldn't help but laugh. "Let's finish this bath before daddy gets a cold." Like I could.

After we were both clean and dried, I got Edward into his pajamas so he would be warmer. "Daddy?"

"Yes buddy."

"Will you take a nap with me?" His small fits tried to rub the sleepiness out of his eyes. My baby's so cute! "Sure Edward." I crawled onto the bed next to him, letting him roll onto my stomach, his head resting on my chest. "I love you daddy."

"I love you to Edward." Forever and ever.