Taylor Swift Mother Imagines

Helping Hand Part 2

Helloooo! This chapter was requested by harper-blake06 among a few others that I cannot remember i am sorry,  xtaytayswiftiex helped me with the plot so thank you, and I hope you all enjoy!

Age: 3

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TAYLOR'S POV

Today Travis has yet another game I can't make it to, leaving me home to take care of both the twins and Y/n. Alone.

I and some work around the house that needed to be done ans Y/n being the angel she is volunteered to help me. By that I mean she followed me around the house until I told her what I was doing and insisted on doing it for me.

"Alright baby girl, you ready to change your bed for the first time?" I ask Y/n as I place her clean  bedsheets down on the little dresser in her room.

She looks at me hesitantly before shaking her head.

"Hey why not? You were excited about it a few minutes ago."

She looks up at me slowly, her mouth open the tiniest bit and her bright eyes staring into mine.

Well, that's what it  would've looked like if she hadn't turned her head - so incredibly slow I wasn't sure where she was going to look for a good three seconds - saw me looking down at her and immediately turned her head back, occasionally shooting me a little side eye to see if I was still looking.

It takes everything in me not to laugh and melt at the same time.

"Okay, don't worry bug. Mommy's gonna help you."

She takes a moment to mull it over, then she nods her head and looks up at me, this time not turning away. Her pursed lips and slightly raised eyebrows have me stifling another laugh.

"Can you start by taking everything off your bed for me?" I ask, my eyes flicking to the pile of teddies and blankets in front of us.

She climbs onto her bed and begins to pick up one teddy at a time, then proceeds to and them to me after giving them a kiss goodbye.

After she's taken all of her teddies off the bed, she picks up her blankie and starts folding it, then hands it to me to put with her teddies.

Once everything is off the bed, I begin to show her how to change her sheets.

"Now, you have to put this over each corner on the bed okay?" I explain, handing her the sheet.

She nods, climbing onto her bed to put the sheet on, hopping back off a few minutes later when she's finished.

"Well done baby! Now you've just gotta put your duvet back on." I say as I put the freshly changed duvet into her outstretched arms.

The duvet piled up in her arms stops me from seeing her adorable face, her small arms can hardly hold it as she struggles to turn and put it down on the bed.

I watch as she straightens it out carefully, stretching it to every corner and pulling it up to the top of the bed.

She turns to me, her expression telling me she's waiting to see what comes next. Then her face lights up as she remembers.

"Pillow!"

I hand her her pillows and she drops them at the head of her bed before walking back over and grabbing her teddies one by one.

Once her bed is all set up the way she likes it, we move onto mine.

"Okay, same deal as your bed but it's bigger, so it may be a little trickier."