I'm His Babyboy

Little Space with My Babyboy

I saw that Ethan was writing in a small flipbook. I was happy that he loved his new and bigger garden. I smiled and then looked at his baby bottle. I smiled and picked it up gently. I walked into the kitchen and filled it with a spoon full of sugar and a teaspoon of vanilla extract. I then went into the fridge and poured in the milk. I pulled out a small pot and filled it with some water, placing the bottle in the water-filled pot. I turned on the stove on low heat and made sure the mixture was warm. I heard the back door open and saw Ethan go up to our room. I turned off the stove, took out the bottle, and poured the water into the sink. I then started to walk to our room. Seeing Ethan looking for the bottle.

"Looking for something Babyboy?"

Ethan turned around and saw that I was holding the bottle. He chuckled a bit and looked down. I walked over to him and lifted his head.

"Are you hungry baby?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Okay baby. Climb into my lap on the bed."

I said while climbing into bed. I looked over at him, seeing that he was nervous. I tapped my lap and he climbed into it. I held him like a baby. He tried to grab the bottle but I pulled it away.

"Ah ah ah, not so fast. You're just a baby, let Daddy feed you."

He giggled and put his hands down. I brought it to his soft lips and placed the nipple in his mouth. Ethan pressed his head against my shoulder and started sucking.

"Good boy."

I was whispering sweet things to him while he fed. I held him close and made sure that he didn't choke. I smiled down at him as his eyes were getting heavy. I held him close as he drank. He made soft little moans and whimpers. I held his fragile body close to me and kept him warm. His body shivered and his eyes closed but he kept sucking.

"You seem pretty hungry Babyboy."

Ethan let out a soft moan. He kept sucking and sucking, at least until the mixture was gone. I pulled it out of his mouth and smiled at him. He yawned and hugged my arm. I set down the bottle and laid down holding him close. I kissed his head and played with his soft hair. He buried his face in my chest and made soft noises.

"I hope you have sweet dreams Babyboy."