Nothing to a King without a Queen (Nate Maloley FanFic)

Chapter 11

“Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday Mr. Cay Bae, Happy birthday to you” Cayden wiggles in his high seat happily as we all sing to him. I can’t believe my baby is finally 2. He looks so much like his dad and acts it to. And I still can’t believe that Nate hasn’t done anything to try and get in contact with him, I mean I know that I was avoiding him and everything but I thought he would have tried to at least get in contact. My mum brings out Cayden’s special smash cake and places it on the tray of the high chair. Everyone has their cameras out and Cay immediately digs his hands into the whipped cream cake. He pulls his hands out of the cake, throwing them in the air as pieces of cake fly every where

“Oopsies” he shouts cheekily. The whole family laugh and continuously take photos. My baby happily digs his hands into his cake and shoves handfuls into his tiny mouth, as he bathes in the attention. Plates of chocolate cake make their way around the room until everyone has cake. I stand by Cay and kiss the top of his head as he goes back for more whipped cream from his cake. The guests leave one by one until it’s finally just me and Cayden

“Mummy look! Two!” he squeals happily pointing to the badge on his top.

“I know Cay Bae. Does someone need a bath?” I ask with enthusiasm. A grin spreads across his face and he throws his hands in the air as he runs towards the downstairs bathroom.

“Mummy!” he shouts. Following my sons demands I make my way to the bathroom, picking up a few plastic toys to bring with us. I place the toy dinosaurs and trucks into the bath and turn the tap on, making sure that it isn’t too hot or too cold

“Bubble butt, bubble bubble bubble bubble butt” he sings as I pour the bubbles into the water

“Cayden James!” I scold “Who taught you that?” I demand, trying not to laugh so that he knows it’s not okay

“Uncle Sammy” he answers bowing his head sadly “Trouble mummy?” he asks, wondering whether he has to sook or not

“No baby. Uncle Sammy is though” he smiles and gives me a quick hug, covering me in cake mush. He chuckles at the mess he has made and I help him take his clothes and nappy off. Lifting him into the bath.

After I settle him down for the night I hop into the shower and wipe all the cake from my hair and skin, thanks to Cayden. I wash my body and hair and get out of the shower. Ignoring my disgusting after-shower face, I pull on a Katy Perry merch tie die jumper from her prismatic tour and pull my blue hair into a pretty tight bun. Slightly tired, I wash my face again and brush my teeth thoroughly before giving Cayden a goodnight kiss and going to sleep.

“Mummy! Mummy! Mummy! Guess what!” Cayden squeals jumping on my bed

“What is it baby?” I ask rolling over to face him and prying my eyes open

“I’m this many” he shouts holding up two fingers

“Yes you are, clever baby” he smiles proudly and gives me a hug “Do you want to watch a movie with mummy?” he nods and cuddles into my side as we usually do when we watch a movie

“Let me get your sippy (Bottle) baby” he nods and lays back on the pillow as I leave the room. I heat up his sippy in the microwave and carry it back upstairs with me. He sits up when the door opens and I jump into the bed, pulling him onto my lap. Giving a gentle tug to the cord of his dummy he releases it from his mouth and puts his sippy in his mouth as Alice in Wonderland begins to play. It was our favourite movie and I knew it word for word.

The movie finishes and Cayden bounces on the edge of my bed, now wide awake.

“Mummy can we have cakes?” he begs and I smile remembering that it was Sammy and Nate’s favourite breakfast too

“Sure thing bubba” he smiles happily and jumps off of the bed and toddles towards the stairs and stops at the baby gate. I walk up behind him and place him on my hip, unlocking it and walking down the stairs, opening the other gate and putting Cayden down, closing the baby gate behind me. His little hand latches onto mine as we walk to the kitchen together and he instantly pulls out the pan, dragging it along the floor noisily. After Cayden approves that the batter is good, I begin to make the small pancakes and put them all onto a plate as each one finishes. When I glance over at Cayden I notice that he has shoved one of the pancakes from the plate into his mouth and smiles at me cheekily. After breakfast Cayden has his afternoon nap and I decide on cleaning up the house a bit before we leave for the tour that got postponed.