Daddy Justin

Chapter One.

"Good morning Aubree!" I say walking into her room, after she woke me up at 5, this is the time we wake up every morning, she starts to cry and I hear her, and we are awake. "Do you ever sleep until daylight?" I ask her joking as I pick her up out of her crib to change her. "You know you sure make daddy tired" I say to her, as she just giggles as I tickle her sides. "But I love you!" I sing to her kissing her cheek before grabbing a diaper and wipes.

Aubree is eight months old today, she's crazy too, she's a crazy baby, and I couldn't live without her. Her mother died after a week of having her, and that has been really tough to deal with, but Aubree helps me. Once I'm done changing her we go downstairs and I get formula ready for her, she eats baby food too, but bottles are a lot easier this early in the morning, and she's always hyper in the mornings.

I set Aubree down in the living room where her toys are, and she crawls over to them, I smile at how big shes gotten, and how much she has learned. I walk into the kitchen still smiling, and grab a clean bottle and the formula, mixing it with milk and heating it up. I wait tiredly by the microwave, knowing it won't take long to heat up.

Once the bottle is done, I test the heat on my skin, when Aubree was a lot smaller I forgot the do that once and accidentally fed her and it burnt her tongue, I felt really bad. "Here baby girl" I say handing her, her bottle and sitting down on the sofa, leaning my head against the back of the couch. I am tired this morning, wait no I am tired every morning.

I retrieve my phone from my pocket to check my twitter, my fans have been so supportive these past eight months, and soon my album Believe is coming out, they deserve it. Believe is coming out, tour dates will be released, and a promo tour is coming up, and today I get to announce it all on Ellen. I feel Aubree playing with my pant legs, and she starts fussing a little.

"What?" I coo at her and pick her up setting her on my lap, and she lays back against my chest harshly. She always does crazy things like that, she's definitely my child, I smile to myself about my thoughts. I direct my attention back to my phone as Aubree lays on my chest drinking her bottle. I retweet some fans, excited about Believe, and people talking about Aubree, and people just tweeting their normal 'I love yous'.

Soon I feel a small finger on my lips, I smile then kiss her small fingers, and gently nibble on them making her giggle. I set my phone down and situate Aubree to where she's facing me. There is so much of her mother that I see in her.

Once she's done with her bottle it's time to get washed up and ready to go, I have to be at Ellen's studio by eight thirty, which is cool. Scooter and Kenny will be there as well, which they have also been really supportive over everything, I couldn't even begin to be more grateful.

I put on Aubree's shoes, because she is starting to pull herself up and stand, supported, and her feet don't need to get dirty, but she thinks they do because she keeps taking them off. "Aubree, don't take them off again" I say to her sternly, and she giggles, she knows what I am talking about, just because she's a baby doesn't mean she doesn't understand what I am talking about.

I go to put my shoes on now, watching Aubree out of the corner of my eye, making sure she isn't taking off her shoes again, as I see her go for her shoe string. "Aubree" I say and she looks at me, stopping what she's doing and starts speed crawling towards me. I chuckle at her. "You know whenever I try to scold you; you have to be super adorable to make up for it." I say to her and she starts baby babbling, and telling a story.

"Uh huh, I see" I say to her and she laughs, making me smile as I finish with my shoes. "Okay you ready?" I ask her picking her up and walking out to the car. When she was smaller, and I carried her in her car seat all of the time, it was easier to not get her pictured by the paparazzi, but since she's bigger now and hates her car seat, the paparazzi have got some really nice pictures of her... screaming.