"Give her here." Harry made grabby hands towards your daughter, whilst he was sat on the floor for the current As It Was shoot.
It had been a rough morning, what with Lila waking up at 3 A.M. and then neither you nor Harry could get her down for another hour or so. After that you didn't even have the energy to go back to sleep only to wake up again at 6 A.M. for the shoot. Now Lila was awake again and she was beginning to get fussy.
Dressed in her little onesie from sleep, she looked so cute and tiny. She was as pretty as her dad and as restless as her mum. She was just as needy of attention from her dad as you were too.
"Let's go to daddy."
You passed her over to Harry, you holding her under her armpits and giggling as her legs kicked little strokes underneath her. Harry took ahold of her waist and brought his daughter towards his chest. Lila's has instantly went to his stubley face, chubby hands feeling around for his familiar dimples.
"Hiya! Hiya!" He said in his talking-to-a-baby voice. He was such a good dad.
Lila started to giggle and laugh at silly things Harry was doing. He blew a few raspberries on her stomach , whilst she laughed and laughed. The entire crew was enamoured by the duo and it made you feel extra lucky that you got to see them two like this all the time.
"Lila look at mummy!" You said, holding your camera up to take a quick photo of the pair. She was only interested in you for a moment, before wanting attention from her dad again - understandably.
Harry bent his legs as he turned Lila around so her back was facing him. He checked that she was still clean below, before hovering her tiny feet over the floor whilst still holding her up.
"Can you stand?" He asked her, already knowing that the answer was no. He had been so excited the other day when she did a half roll, talking about how it wouldn't be too long until she was on her two feet toddling after him:
Harry placed her down in the floor, sitting her bum down on the floor in between his legs. He made sure she was safe and wasn't going to hurt herself in any way.
You took a few more photos, before realising that Lila's bottom lip was quivering. You knew it would've only been a matter of time before she would set herself off, either from hunger or tiredness. She had different cries for different needs and you wouldn't know what it is until she began to wail.
As if on cue she let out her first few heavy sobs. Harry instantly reached for her and took her back into his warm hold. He wasn't embarrassed that guys daughter was heavily crying in front of the whole cry, but rather concerned that his tiny human was upset in the first place.
"Hey, what's up trouble? Huh? Why're you crying y'little lungs up?" He asked her, making you smile at how caring a dad he was. He was going to be even better when she could actually talk back to him.
"She might need some food, H baby." You suggested, feeling like the cry was a cry out of hunger rather than lack of sleep.
"Yeah? Y'want some yummy food m'honey?" He asked, watching as she continued to cry and cry.
"Give her here and I'll bring her back once she's fed."
"You better. I don't think I can stay apart from her for very long." He explained, but only you knew just how true it was.
