“My pretty princess.”
“Hi, Daddy.”
“Hi, darling. You did so well for me. Make sure to flush and then take me over to the sink. Please prop me up where I can see you.”
I felt as if I was floating on a cloud as I traveled the short distance to the sink and leaned my phone against the mirror so Daddy could see me.
“Okay, Daddy! Now what?”
“Now wash your hands for me. Need those pretty hands all nice and clean so you can make your gorgeous dresses.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
Those words did not feel enough to fully express how grateful I was for this amazing, wonderful man.
Once I finished washing my hands, Daddy and I said goodbye. Hanging up was difficult, but we both had work that needed to be done.
When I returned to my workstation, I managed to settle into a pretty steady workflow. Our web orders had been growing with the exposure we’d been getting from our sales at the craft fair. I was beyond thankful for the sales, but the influx of orders was keeping both Tristan and me busier than usual.
When our alarm went off for lunch with Zeke, we tidied up our work area and got ready to leave.
Tristan and I both had cars and driver’s licenses, but we hated driving. He’d suggested playing rock, paper, scissors, but I had a better idea. I walked over to my desk, pulled out an old set of dice, and grabbed the D20.
“I’m going to roll this die, and whatever number it lands on is the number our Daddies have to guess. We’ll text them and ask them to pick a number between one and twenty. The Daddy who chooses the closest or exact number wins, and their little one doesn’t have to drive!
Tristan gasped and then giggled, “Oh, you are so on.”
Tristan joined me at my desk, and I shook the die in my hand before rolling it onto the table. “Thirteen!” Tristan called out.
Pulling out my phone, I sent a message in the group chat.
We need help making a decision.
Please pick a number between one and twenty.
Both Daddies must have also started getting ready for lunch and responded rather quickly.
Daniel
What exactly are you little ones trying to decide?
Daddy
Well, they already know where they’re going to eat.
Daddy
Are you two trying to decide who has to drive for lunch?
Damn, we got caught.
Mayybee.
Tristan
Pleaseee, we really wanna know who wins.
Daniel
