Hi, I'm Sierra Leigh-Anne Gray. I'm 11 months old. I'm the only child of Andre and Leigh-Anne Gray.
Sierra's POV: I am identical to my mama: Same skintone, hair colour. I share my dada's smile. I'm definitely a mommas girl.
"Where's my little cuddle bear?" Mama coos walking into my nursery. I squeal with happiness when her face comes into view. "There's my little one, morning, precious. You look like mama when she was little." I kick my feet and smile, mama lifts me out of my cot and onto the changing table.
Leigh's POV: I unbutton my little one's baby grow and kiss her little tummy gently. I adore my daughter more than anything in the universe, Andre is the same but Sierra is for sure a mama's girl.
"Mama loves you" I tell her and smile aa she kicks her feet and giggle. She then babbles something incoherent. "As long as both me and your dada are around, nobody is going to lay a finger on you, darling." I tell her and change her into a cute pair of overalls and a small jumper.
"Let's go see dada" I say and lift her, not really expecting a response. I carry her downstairs into the living room and sit down onto the couch next to my husband.
"Hey, princess" Andre coos at Sierra and she giggles at him adorably.
"Da-" Sierra begins.
"Come on, princess." Andre encourages her. Me and Andre have been in a competition to see who is gonna be her first word.
"Darling, say mama" I encourages her.
"Say dada" Andre continues whilst playfully nudging my shoulder.
"DADA!" She says. I pout jokingly whilst Andre begins celebrating boastful jokingly.
"I hate you" I tell my husband sarcastically before chuckling. After 11 months of waiting, our firstborn daughter's first word was "Dada" not "Mama"
(WHY IS LITTLE MIX AS MOTHERS SO F*CKING ADORABLE!) sorry about the caps.
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Little Mix as your moms (With Some Ships)
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