Pov: Stormi (you and jack kid) play with jack curls I feel like she would just lay on him and play with them
She would be laying in his chest, her her tiny hand rubbing her fingers through his hair and watching her favorite tv show. She was suckling away at a pacifier, sleepy eyes threatening to droop at any moment. Mixed with her father's heartbeat she was in a calm state.
Being two wasn't easy after all.
"You sleepy baby?" Jack asked her. His ringed finger patting her diapered bottom gently. He heard a huff escape her nose, she was a sassy little baby and although she loved her father Stormi had no problem letting him know when he was being annoying to her.
"Hello? Missy? I'm talking to you" Jack laughed. Watching as her head lifted up. Her eyebrows now furrowed but she kept playing with his curls still.
"No talk daddy, watch"
"But what if I want to talk to the grumpy baby stealing all my oxygen right now?"
