Witney's POV
I just woke up and realized I have to be at the studio in thirty minutes. "Shit." I say under my breath. I jump out if bed and quickly go to wake up Lauren. Carson had to go to work so he already left. "Laur. Baby you need to wake up. Momma's running late. We need to get ready so we can go to the studio." I say gently shaking her. "Is everyone gonna be there?" She asks. "Yes baby but to see them you have to get up." I tell her. She immediately hops out of bed and follows me to the bathroom. We brush our teeth and all that kind of stuff. Once I finished doing my makeup and getting dressed we headed back to Lauren's room.
"What do you want to wear today Laur?" I question. "Wild, free shirt with glitter shorts!" She squeals. I grab the shirt that says 'young wild and three' along with gold glitter shorts. I help her change and then we go downstairs.
"Momma where's daddy?" Lauren asks. "Daddy had to go to work but you'll get to see him tonight." I explained. "Oh ok." She says.
"What do you want for breakfast? It needs to be something we can bring in the car because we need to get the studio as soon as possible." I tell her. "Froot Woops!" She exclaims. I grab a travel container and pour some cereal into it. I grab a sippy cup and pour some milk into it. "Okay Laur. Here you go. Make sure you be careful and don't spill it all over Mommy's car." I tell her not wanting to deal with cleaning up Froot Loops from my car. "Otay Momma." She says and happily skips out the garage door and to the car.
"Momma I can't reach my seat." Lauren complains. "I'm coming Laur just give me a sec." I say grabbing my dance bag and getting a water bottle. I walk out to the car and help Lauren get into her car seat and strap her in. I get in and buckle up my seatbelt and turn the radio on. Hopefully we won't be to late to rehearsals.
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Little Things
RandomThe pros all have little girls, ages newborn to three years old. Life can be hectic with a baby or toddler. Read to find out all the adventures they go through individually and together. (This is an application story)