Daddy's Dream Girl

Baby's first fuss

Daddy walked into the dining room with me bouncing in his arms, excited about what could possibly be for dinner.

I was so distracted that I didn't pay attention as he dropped me into a chair and started strapping me in. Wait straps! Normal chairs don't have straps! I quickly glanced down, this wasn't a chair! It's a highchair!

"Hey let me down!" I complained.

"Princess that's not how you ask for something." daddy replied sternly.

I didn't really want to fight on my first day so I decided to be nice.

"Daddy, please put me down, I don't like it" I said adding a smile at the end.

Daddy walked closer to my chair and kissed my cheeks. I knew for sure I would have my way.

"Good girl" he praised me, then walked away.

Wait what! He left me here! Maybe he forgot. Let's try again.

"Daddy take me down please" I asked.

"No" he simply replied.

"Why not!" I asked upset.

"Because babies eat in their high chairs so they don't make a mess" he explained.

"Well I am not a baby okay! and I don't make mess! So let me down!" I shouted, now really upset.

Who does he think he is!  Forcing me to sleep in a stupid nursery now a stupid high chair. If he wants to be mean two can play that game.

"Princess, apologize now and don't shout at daddy again. Understood little girl!" he replied.

I decided to give him a taste of his own medicine.

"No" I replied simply.

Daddy didn't respond but I was soon distracted by the lovely smell of pizza wafting into the dinning room from the kitchen. I watched idly as daddy removed the pizza from the oven and began slicing it. Ahh pizza for dinner what a treat!  I couldn't wait and my tummy rumbled in response. But why was daddy taking so long? He had already sliced the pizza. I tried to get a glimpse of what he was up to, but this stupid high chair restricted my movements. 

Soon after daddy walked out of the kitchen with a pink bowl in his hand and I knew that had to be mine. I also noticed a fork sticking out why would I need a fork to eat pizza, I thought. Silly daddy, I eat pizza with my hands.

Daddy placed the bowl and fork on the dinning table, out of my reach and sight, then he put a baby bib around my neck.

"Noo daddy, I don't want it" I said raising my hands to take it off.

Daddy immediately grabbed my hands and told me to behave, but I didn't want to. What if someone visits him and sees me like this. I twisted and turned my hands trying to release them from his firm grip. 

"Daddy let go" I demanded.

"No and watch your tone Aria" he said and I can tell he was starting to get upset.

"Fine" I eventually conceded, just wanting to eat my yummy pizza before it gets cold.

Daddy went to bring me my bowl and I immediately ripped the bib off and watched in satisfaction as it fell to the floor. I knew I might get in trouble later but right now, it was so worth it. Later didn't take very long though. Daddy took one glance at me, scowled and ran upstairs. 

He returned shortly with duct tape and taped both my hands together. He gently picked up the bib and put it back around my neck. Way to ruin my fun I thought sullenly.

"Daddy how am I supposed to eat my pizza with my hands taped up?" I asked now vexed.

"I will have to feed you princess" he replied tiredly.

"No I can feed myself" I said making my first declaration of independence.

"Well you should have thought about that before you decided to throw the bib on the floor. Now be a good girl and open up" he responded.

As much as I wanted to keep fighting for my rights, I knew it was a losing battle. I decided to lose myself in my pizza. I closed my eyes anticipating it's cheesy goodness and finally opened my mouth.

"Ahh" I said as my mouth opened.

"Yuck" I said soon after quickly opening my eyes to stare into a bowl of steamed vegetables.

"Where's my pizza?" I asked now extremely annoyed.

"I only make pizza for good girls, bad girls get steamed vegetables and pasta"

"What the...."

"Aria don't you dare finish that sentence" was his strict warning.

I sighed sadly looking at the bowl of greens and pasta wishing it would fly away.

"Be a good girl and open up" he said.

I'm so mad I can't even say daddy right now.

"My belly is full" I lied. Just on cue my traitorous stomach decided to let out a loud growl.

"No you aren't you've barely had one bite. Open up!"

I opened my mouth as a sad tear rolled down my cheek. Daddy quickly noticed and wiped it away.

"It's okay to be sad princess, but daddy is only doing this because of your naughty behavior tonight" he explained.

"I'm sorry daddy" I said sniffling.

"It's okay baby. I know this is your first day so I will let you off easy okay?" he said.

"Thank you daddy" I replied gratefully.

"Good girl, lets go get you two slices of pizza" daddy said taking me out of the high chair and placing me on his hips.

He walked to the kitchen and grabbed his plate and mine and walked into the living room. Daddy sat on a couch with me on his lap as we both happily enjoyed our pizza.

"Is my princess happy now " he asked.

"Vewy" I said with a mouth full of pizza.

"Awwe" he cooed "I hated seeing you cry, it broke my heart" 

Is that so? I thought to myself. Well daddy watch out because these eyes have a stream waiting to flow whenever I want to have my way. Hehe if only he knew.