Chapter 8
Cerise's Frist Chirstmas (and she doesn't care)
Badwolf's POV
One day, just one day of all days to wake up crying. Why today? It's Chirstmas.
"Shh. Sweetie, you're fine. Nobody's going to try to take you. We're home. It's just Mommy and Daddy." I bounced her up and down. But she just wasn't having a good morning. We had to let her get it out and then she wanted her food. Then she wanted to play.
"I'll open her presents." Red went to the tree to get our baby's gifts. Cerise was ok with grabbing my beard for the moment and didn't notice her mother wasn't paying attention to her. Red sat on the loveseat and opened the brightly wrapped gifts for Cerise.
We got her some toys and blankets. She liked the blanket with child's version of Red Riding Hood. The wolf wasn't scary and he had a flower crown on his head. The "Red" of the blanket made another flower crown for herself. I think Cerise like it because it looked like us. Then she scared herself by putting it over her head. Red had to calm her down. But she still liked the blanket afterwards.
She tried the new toys out and we watched a little TV. She wanted her binky in her mouth when she was done playing with the toys. It made her happy so I did it. Red put her down for her nap and we made lunch for ourselves. We stayed home for the rest of the day. I got Red a nice watch and some books to read. She got me a cookbook so I could try to make something for her and a couple things of jerky.