Foster and Carissa: A long distance DDLG love

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With dinner out of the oven, I turn to get plates out of the cabinet.

"Mmmm delicious" she says behind me

I turn and catch her reaching her hand to touch the hot dish. I smack her hand away and scold her swiftly.

She pouts, "sorry"

"You scared me baby, don't want you to get hurt. You have to be careful."

She nods, starting to fiddle with her fingers nervously.

"Carissa, do you want your little girl plate or a big girl plate?"

Her eyes grow wide and she looks away. "Um I—um big girl" she blushes

I frown, "do you feel little or big right now?"

"Uh big"

I know better but let her have her way. "Okay. Let's set the table then"

At the table she's quiet and picks at her food

"What's the matter baby, I made your favorite casserole. You don't like it?"

"I do, sorry sir" she grabs her fork up in a spastic motion, dropping it.

"Oops, I sorry"

"It's okay, I'll get another one."

I take her plate and use my knife to cut her portion into smaller bites.

I offer her a bite from the fork which she gladly accepts. "Better?"

"Mhmmm, t-thank yew"

I smirk, "Come here"

She blushes, sitting on my lap

"Your food is getting cold and you seem to be having some trouble with the big silverware. Is it okay if I feed you the rest?"

She nods quickly, swinging her feet in the air.

I help her eat small bites until the plate is finished. "Good girl, you ate all your food."

"Dessert daddy? I mean sir?"

"Yeah, daddy brought chocolate chip cookies for dessert"

She grins, "milk?"

I laugh, "yes daddy will fix you some milk with your cookies"
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After milk and cookies, I sit on the couch and wait for her to join me.

"Can I go get my blankie sir?"

"Of course, come right back with it"

She runs in, tripping on the blanket and taking a tumble, nearly hitting her head on the end table.

I tsk, helping her up and into my lap. "No running. I think somebody is feeling a little little, hmm?"

She blushes, snuggling into my chest. I cover her with her blanket and rub small circles in her back. "It's alright, daddy knew all along."

Soon she's got her thumb in her mouth, sleeping again. Poor little one needs to catch up on some sleep.

I watch the game with subtitles while she sleeps peacefully until she jolts up.

"Hey, you okay?" I kiss her forehead and rub her back

"I sorry I keep falling asleep" she sighs, rubbing her forehead

"It's alright babygirl, I want you to be well rested. I'm okay holding you here and watching TV."

She relaxes into my chest again, "thank you, you're so understanding"

I kiss the side of her face, "back to sleep my love"