Chapter 15

Teething

July 6, 1998

"Wahh!" Cerise spit her binky. I put it back in her mouth, but it was no use.

"Come on, Sweetie. Stop crying. Please." I begged. She didn't.

"Baddy, let me take a turn. You're chewing on your tongue. Go rest." Red pushed me into our bedroom and put my headphone on me. I touched my tongue. I felt grooves in it. Opps.

I sat down and growled. Dumb baby teeth. Making Ceris' cry all the time. What did Dad do when I was teething? I couldn't remember. I want a drink. I went to the cabnet and poured a Scotch for myself. It felt good. I drank a bit more and more until I didn't know that I changed into my night shirt and slept on the couch.

"DADA!" I felt tiny hands slap my face. I opened my eyes. Cerise was sitting next to me with tears in her eyes.

"Sweetheart, why are you hitting me?" I asked, sitting up and holding her in my lap.

"You drank a lot. Ceris' missed you." Red kissed the still upset baby on her head.

"I'm sorry, Cerise." I told her. She handed me her teething ring and made me put it in my mouth. I think she thought I needed something to chew on.

Ceris' had her nap after she knew I was alright. Red made me a little food and then I took my nap. I'll let Red nap next time. She needs one. When I woke up again, Cerise was laying my chest, half asleep. She felt me move and woke up.

"Dada." She smiled.

"Hey, kiddo." I kissed her head.

"Good, you're up. Now make me food." Red smacked my leg.

"Ok." I chuckled and took Ceris' with me to kitchen and I made her a PB and J sandwich. Cerise had some jam. Her hand was sticky so I had to wash it. Red liked her food and let me off the hook. Cerise had her dinner and we had ours. I fed her some mashed peas. We were out of the special Wolf baby food. She accepted that. After she flung a spoonful in my face. I growled, but took it with grace. Cerise didn't seem to notice I was mad and even tried to imtate me.

"Look, she's like her daddy." Red smiled a bit.

"Red." I growled at her with a suggestive smile.

"Baddy." She blushed.

"Mama." Cerise cooed. She thought we playing a game. I shook my head. I'd have to try again later. Red picked her up and was going to get her ready to take her bath.

"I'll do it." I told her.

"I'm still going to help." She said.

"I know." I nuzzled her cheek. And then we got ready for bath time.