Baby Clifford

The Park

I kept feeling tapping on my face when I was waking up. I groaned and rolled over on my other side. I heard a sigh before I was ponced on. I groaned out with pain and opened my eyes to see my daughter. I sighed and dug my head in the pillow. The weight got off of my side, "Daddy, wake up!" She whispered and poked my nose. "Not now!" I grumbled. I know that isn't going to have her stop. I just can't wait until she's in high school to do this to her. "I'm hungry and you told me we're going to the park!" She whined. I didn't reply. "Please daddy, I love you." She whimpered, of course she know my weakness for getting up. "How much do you love me Melody?" I asked, facing her. "More than the whole world!" She cheered and hugged me. I kissed her forehead then carried her to the kitchen to giver her a bowl of Frosted Flakes.

"Daddy," She said to get my attention. "Yes sweetheart." I say as I pour the milk in the bowl. "Can you read to me when we come back?" Melody sweetly asked. "Yes, baby girl." I said and kissed her forehead before placing her cereal in front of her. "Thank you," she replied before eat her breakfast.

I gave myself food before I helped her get dressed. "I don't like pink, Daddy. " Melody confronted as I got a pink shirt out. I put it back and faced her, "What do you want to where then?" I asked. *I know the pic has different outfit* She went to the dresser and grabbed a black shirt, jeans, and a blue jacket. "This," she said in her little voice. "Okay." I said.
When I asked her what she wanted to do with her hair she demanded for pig tails. "There you go," I said softly when I was done. "Thank you." She smiled and went off to her room, probably to get Spidey since she can't go anywhere without it. her attachment is unbelievable with her and that toy.

I went to the front door and put on my shoes. "Melody, I'm leaving if you're not here in the the count of 3!" I called. I listened for a few seconds, "1......2....... Melody I'm opening the door!" I announced when I heard her little footsteps running down the hall. "WAIT! " She cried. that followed by a tumbling sound, I ran over my daughter to see her crying. I picked her up and said how she was ok for a few minutes.

I sat down on the couch. "Melody, why did you fall?" I asked, she's usually good at not falling down. She stuck out her little black, untied converse shoe. "I don't know how and you were leaving." She softly, sadly said. "It's okay baby girl." I gently said and tied her shoes. "Does it hurt anywhere?" I asked. She nodded her head and pointed at her knees. I rolled up her jeans, they had a little scratches on them. "We're going to put something on them so they feel better, okay." I told her gently. She nodded her head. "Upsey," I said and picked her to the bathroom. I put nerosporin on the scrapes then bandages. "All better." I said happily. She shook her head. "Why aren't they?" I asked her curiously. "Please kiss them Daddy?" She asked. I nodded and bent down to put a kiss on each of her knees. "Thank you Daddy." Melody remarked and rolled down her jeans.
I brought her to the car and buckled her in the car seat. I poked her sides a few times before getting in the driver seat.

She was the most thrilled person when 'San Francisco' played on the radio. I smiled seeing her sway and try to lip sing to the song. "Daddy you sing that song," She said when the song was over. "Yes I do. You're so smart baby girl." I said. She giggled at my comment and put her spider-man bear in get lap. "Are we there yet? " She asked. "Almost just few minutes." I told her. She kept looking out her window.

"Daddy we're here!" She exclaimed and kicked her little legs with excitement. "Yes we are," I said and went to unbuckle her. "Thank you" She happily said. I brought her to the park.

"Where do you want to start?" I asked as she scanned over the park. "The swings!" She cheered. I carried her over and lightly pushed her. "Under dog Daddy! Under dog!" She wanted. "Okay, on the count of 3." I said and brought her back. "1," I pushed her and grabbed her when she came back, "2," I repeat, "3," I cheered and ran under the swing. She went into a fit of giggles, her smile could light up the world for me any day. I smiled with pride at how I helped bring her to the world. She's my world. "Beautiful, just like you, Haylie." I whispered. "Again, again!" My little girl cheered. "Give me a few minutes." I breathed. "Otay," She said and kicked her legs. I really hope that she will be tired by the end of this. After a few minutes, I gave her another under dog. Her excitement of the swings went down after a few more minutes.