I may not be a conventional dad but I think I'm pretty badass at it.
I had a beautiful 1 month old baby girl. She looked just like her mother. I knew she would grow up to be stunning and I'd have to be one of those fathers who kept a shotgun by his lazy boy recliner. I'd probably drink around her dates and Stare them down. I dreaded that but for now I hair enjoyed her tiny baby self.
I sat with her sleeping soundly in my lap. She was swaddled with her baby blanket. I played my game with the sound on low. I know you're thinking he didn't grow up. That's okay. I plan on teaching her how to beat any boy she comes across. She's going to be a little gamer girl before she can even walk. You'll see.
My wife walked Into the room and gingerly sat beside me tucking her legs underneath her. I smiled at her and she giggled at the sight of our little girl slumbering peacefully. She really was the best baby ever. She never cried too late and she was always happy. We got so lucky with her. I am so lucky.
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Your POV
I walked into our room to find Michael napping with out baby girl laying on his chest. His arms were wrapped gently around her. His chest moved softly and I knew she peacefully slept to the sound of his beating heart. I slowly crept closer to the bed and just stood their staring at them until Michael's eyes fluttered open. He looked up at me with a sleepy grin on his face.
"Do you want to join us?" He whispered.
I smiled at him and slowly laid down beside him. He wrapped one of his arms around me and kissed my head. Michael and I laid silently staring at what was now our world.
