cutie ✧･ﾟ wilk

ten

anastasia ramirez;

12 o' clock soon swung around, quicker for me than it did for ivanna.

she'd been sat at the bottom of the stairs, dressed and ready, for at least the last half an hour. her eyes locked on the door and showing no sign of moving any time soon. yep, not even if a puppy ran into the room. it was like she was stuck to the stairs.

"ivanna, come on! are you going to help me get these cookies out the oven?"

ivanna had proposed the idea to make cookies and so i'd distracted her from the door an hour ago by taking her idea up and baking oreo cookies, but as soon as she'd finished licking the bowl clean her attention was back on the door.

back on waiting for sam to turn up.

"no, mommy, i needa wait!"

great, i'm going to argue with a toddler, my toddler, about coming to get cookies. 

i knew no other kid who'd turn down cookies - for anything! but then there was ivanna; if she loved someone, was attached to them that much she'd miss out on her favorite things for them. in this case, missing out on oreo cookies for a man she met a few months back.

"ivy i'ma eat them all!" i teased, peeking my head over the door frame.

she was still stuck there, not moving.

a few seconds, feeling like minutes later, she replied.

"noo, you need to save them, mommy!" she sighed, finally moving off the stairs and walking heavily into the kitchen, huffing.

d i v a .

"why?" i questioned, passing her a cookie as they'd finally cooled down. that's how long she'd taken to move and finally get a cookie.

just as her mouth opened the door went.

perfecting timing, sense my eyeroll?

"sammmmmyyy!" she squealed, finally running like all the weight had been lifted from her feet and she was now light as heck before jumping up and opening the front door.

wow, okay. she didn't learn that one from me.

the door opened and he stood there, casually dressed but it still worked, worked well in fact.

i didn't notice how long i was stood there until ivy jumped up, grabbed my hand and almost pulled me into the kitchen. okay, could've just asked me to move!

"we made cookies!" ivy giggled, attempting to jump up and get one, before realizing she couldn't reach and giving me puppy eyes whilst tapping my arm.

"mommy-" she pleaded, before i grabbed a cookie and passed it to her.

she instantly hopped off, down to halfway down the hallway where sammy was still walking and grabbing his attention. 

"look! i made you a cookie!" she jumped up, passing him the cookie as he thanked her before taking the cookie and biting a bit off, 'mmming' in appreciation before ivy giggled.