ER [wlw]

Chapter 18

"I have some outfits for you to choose when you go to your room." I tell Bellamy as I close the front door behind us.

"Ok." She's already running away to her room, back pack over her shoulder.

I make my way to my room where I already have my own dress laid out. Ramona told me I didn't have to go all out and to just dress comfortably.

So, I'm gonna wear an orange, brown, and white plaid overall dress that flails out slightly at the bottom, with a black turtle neck underneath, and some cute high black boots on my feet.

I put that on then I'm in the bathroom doing my makeup before my hair. Nothing crazy just a natural look with some lashes that are just slight more prominent than my natural.

The bathroom door opens and in runs my baby, dressed in a cute little light brown sweater with white leggings and some little black boots. "I-I'm done. Oooh! C-Can I have so-some lip gloss and-and mas-mascara?" She points at the two on the counter.

I chuckle in amusement. "Sure." I grab my lip gloss and open it before giving it to her.

She looks carefully in the bathroom mirror as she applies the lip gloss to her bottom lip, then she smacks her lips together to get it on both.

I chuckle. "Look at miss grown up." I grab the mascara next. "I'll put this on for you, I don't want you to poke your eye." I say as I put the lip gloss away.

"Ok."

"Sit on the counter." I instruct as I really don't feel like crouching.

"Ok." She refuses my help as she struggles to get on the counter but eventually she does get it.

"Close your eyes but not tight." I explain.

"K." She closes them just right and I begin applying it to her lashes.

"Who did your hair? It looks cute." I refer to her two little French braids.

"My mamá did it this morning." I'm surprised she hasn't messed it up at school, it's not frizzy. That's a good thing though, I don't have to redo it.

I continue applying a slight coating of mascara for her, cherishing the moment. She won't be like this forever, needing or wanting my help with little stuff.

"I wish you would stop growing up so fast." I whisper.

I miss my little baby, but of course I can't wait to see the wonderful adult she becomes.

"I-I don't, I c-can't wait to b-be big. Then I-I can m-marry Melanie." She swings her feet with her eyes still closed, seeming happy by the idea.

"Excuse me?" I pause with a raised brow, although very amused. "Marry Melanie? When did you decide you were going to do that?"

Her eyes open and she shrugs nonchalantly, a sheepish grin on her face. "Yesterday."

"Does she know?" I question.

She nods quickly. "Yeah, I-I asked h-her already a-and she said yeah. I-I just need to g-get her a r-ring."

I shake my head and stop with the mascara, having finished now. "What am I gonna do with you?"

"Help m-me get a r-ring?" She grins cheekily, bright green eyes now revealed.

I snort. "That's not how that works, you're supposed to buy it for her."

She smacks her lips, surprisingly sassy for her. "B-But I d-don't have a-any money."

"When we come back home, you can do some chores and I'll pay you. Then I'll take you to get her ring tomorrow." I've been meaning to start doing that anyway. She cleans up after herself already but there's a lesson in this.