Ich Liebe Dich, Lena ~ pt 3

☆ Seven ☆

We woke up before Mirabella the next morning so we decided to go and cuddle on the couch and watch some tv. Sometimes these moments were just enough. Mirabella came in slightly after with Bella the frog still in her arms. She loved that frog. She cuddled up to me and Lando and then said something we both were dreading to answer.

"How are babies made?" Mirabella asked. We both looked at each other with fear.

"Well, sweetheart. Babies are made when a mummy and a daddy love each other very much" he said. We dodged a bullet there. Or so I thought.

"But how...?" She asked. Fucks sake. We couldn't explain the concept of sex to our 4 year old. I let Lando take the lead again.

"Well, you see, when a mummy and a daddy really want a baby, they hug and kiss each other in a special way" he said.

"Yeah... it's like a really special hug" I said.

"I want a special hug" she said.

"No you don't!" Me and Lando both said at the same time in extreme panic.

"You're still way too little" Lando added. Lando went to make some pancakes after that and I distracted Mirabella by playing EA FC on our switch. I was still an avid Bayern München supporter. I kept up with the scores. Lando did the same with Bristol City & Palmeiras. Sometimes he looked at Spurs too but that was mainly because of his Tumi thing and that Son was also an ambassador of Tumi and he was still playing at Spurs somehow. Mirabella was an AS Monaco supporter. She loved the fact that she was Monégasque as well as British & German. She also got very pissy if someone said she was French. She definitely learnt that from Uncle Charles. She was slowly learning German. I would spend a bit of time every day just talking to her in German and getting her German better. I wanted her to know my language and she took an interest in learning it 'because mummy speaks it'. Obviously she already knew English because that was her first language. And she's learning French too. Charles Leclerc, Esteban Ocon, Pierre Gasly & Théo Pourchaire all help her learn a bit of French every now and then. Mirabella wanted to learn French 'because all the people born in Monaco know it'. At least she was very happy to be Monégasque... like very happy... like she would go around with a Monaco flag in her bag if someone asked where she was born. Can't blame her though, Monaco is a pretty cool place to be born in.

"I didn't burn down the kitchen" Lando said while bringing the pancakes to me & Mirabella.

"Well done, baby" I said as I placed a small kiss on his cheek. Mirabella stuffed half the pancakes but I couldn't blame her. They actually tasted really good. Daxie even tried to have a bit which was so funny. We let her have some squirty cream though so she was fine.

"Daddy, I wanna go karting again" Mirabella said to Lando. I could see the fear in his face again. He looked at me and I nodded. She loved karting and we couldn't take that away from her.

"Okay, baby girl. We'll take you karting again" he said after he finally let out a breath.

"She'll be fine" I said.

"I know but I'm still going to be scared every time" he said. I just had to convince him that she was going to be okay.