Dadda and Pea
Dadda stands up, and puts Pea’s diaper back on to contain her wetness. Dadda puts Pea’s skirt on, and lifts her hips to slide the skirt over her diaper. I then sit you up, and put your shirt on over your head before putting in your arms. I then put a jacket on you and zip it up to keep your warm.
I then kneel down and put on your shoes and socks. A cute pink frilly pair of socks, with some shoes that have lights on the bottom that glow as you walk.
I stand up and grab some clothes for myself. I get myself dressed and ready to go and get some breakfast for both of us.
Once I’ve packed a bag of things for you, change of clothes, bottle, paci, diapers, and a couple of small toys, I pick you up, pick up the go-bag, and we head off to the restaurant in the foyer of the hotel where we are staying.
Once we get down there, I sit you down in your chair, and pull out a toy or two for you to play with. I fetch us some breakfast, some Cornflakes for you, and some Weetabix for Dadda. I eat my breakfast while you play with your toys, and when you finish your mouthful, I give you some more.
Once we have finished breakfast, Dadda pays the bill, and then I pick you up, and ask reception to bring my car up from the basement. They bring it up and park it ready for both of us.
I carry you to the car, and put you in the back seat, buckling you into the car.
I jump in the car, start the engine, look back at you and say, “Ready for a car ride Pea? Where do you want to go?”
“Sandcastles!!”
“Okies hunny, we go find a beach to sit on.” I tell you.
“Yay Dadda!!”
I pull away and go and find a parking spot near a beach. I park the car and hop out of the car myself. I grab your go-bag, then unbuckle you and lift you from the car.
I carry you through the sand dunes and onto the beach. When we get onto the soft sand, I take off both of our shoes, and put you on the ground. You feel the warm sand on your fingers and toes, and start digging a hole in the sand. I put our stuff down, and sit down next to you.
You grab a handful of sand, and then drop it on my shorts with a giggle. You do it a few more times just exploring the feeling of sand. After 10 minutes, you try and stand up to come sit on Dadda’s lap. You walk over and sit in my lap and continue play with the sand using your feet and hands.
After sitting in my lap for some time, you try and give me a hug because you want to kiss and hug Dadda. I let you, and return the favour.
I then put you down next to me, and I start to build a mound of sand like a sandcastle. You see me and start to help me bringing over sand. We build it almost as tall as you when standing. Once we are finished, you reach out to hold my hand. I grab your hand and you start to climb the sandcastle. You make it to the stop, and let go of my hand. Proud of yourself for making it to the top.
When you’ve had enough standing there, you reach both hands up like you want me to pick you up and say, “Wee wee, I need to go wee wee.”
I grab our stuff, and carry you into the sand dunes quickly, I take off your diaper, and then stand you up, spreading your legs so you can go wee wee on the sand away from everyone’s eyes. You go wee wee, and then I use the baby wipes to wipe you clean, before putting back on the diaper. I put the wipes in a small plastic bag and tie it up.
You reach both hand up again, and say, “Dadda, I want your worm in me.”
“Did Dadda wiping you feel good? You ready to go back to the hotel?”
“Yes Dadda, I wanna touch your worm, you made me tingle,” you tell me.
“Okies hunny.”
I pick you up and I carry you back to the car. I sit you on the bonnet, and brush all the sand off your hands, legs, feet and between your toes. I put you in the car seat and buckle you in. I then brush the sand off my body, put my shoes back on, and then jump into the car and we drive back to the hotel. I drop my keys off so the hotel staff can park our car and I carry you back upstairs to the hotel room.
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