taylor
ella: age 4
new york, new york
we're just gonna pretend that travis is ella's dad
"mommy" i hear a small voice as i'm sleeping
"mommy." the same voice comes but now i'm being nudged. i already know it's ella.
i slowly open my eyes and see her standing there in her pajamas
"what's wrong baby?" i ask and prop myself up. i feel travis' arm around me.
"i had a bad dream." she pouts
"aw ella, come here. you wanna lay with mommy and daddy?" i ask and she nods
"ok hang on." i say and turn to travis who hasn't woken up
"trav. move over." i say softly
"mmm." he groans and tightens his grip on my waist
"no. move over, ella had a bad dream." i explain and he opens his eyes just as ella's climbing onto the bed. he quickly looks to find her in the dark.
"princess, what happened." he asks concerned as she lays down in between us
ella goes on to tell every detail about her dream and travis listens intently nodding to every line. he's such a good dad to her. it's funny sometimes about how she has him wrapped around her finger and she knows it sometimes. it's the sweetest thing how he would drop everything for her.
i turn over and face ella and travis and close my eyes quickly falling asleep to the two talking quietly
i wake up to the sun shining into the room onto my face. i look around expecting to see ella and travis but the room is empty. i get up, brush my teeth, and get some sweatpants and a sweatshirt on.
i go downstairs to the kitchen and find ella and travis making breakfast. ella is standing on a chair next to travis cooking eggs while his hand is on her back so she doesn't fall.
"mommy!" ella squeals when she sees me and travis turns his head
"hey baby, are you making breakfast?" i ask and go over and kiss her head.
"mhm!" she nods proudly making me smile "daddy showed me!"
"he did!" i say and look up at travis as he looks down at me after he turns the burner off to the stove
"so you're a cook?" i ask
"apparently." he smiles and leans down and kisses me
"yuck!" i hear ella's small voice making me laugh against travis' lips
"it's yucky el?" travis looks over at her
"yeah." she says softly
"then turn around." he states and crashes his lips against mine and i smile as he kisses me trying not to ruin the moment by laughing
"ew!" i hear ella exclaim.
after a couple seconds we pull away and i see ella's hands over her eyes.
"oh el, c'mon mommy and daddy just love each other." i explain and pick her up and put her on my hip.
"not as much as you love me." she says and throws her arms around my neck
"you and daddy are tied for my favorite people." i state and kiss her cheek
i notice travis removing the scrambled eggs from the pan: "let's go wash these hands so you can eat." i tell ella and walk her to the sink. i help her wash her hands as travis sets the table.
