My Daddy?~Jastin

Day Two

Justin

I open my eyes to see myself back in the crib I woke up in this morning.

Man, I need to pee. I am definitely not going in this thing though.

Jason

Right now, it was ten o'clock in the morning and I am in my office, on my laptop searching up on Google "How to get your baby boy in his headspace". I found a website that gives me tons of hints.

"Top five hints. Hmm" I mumble to myself clicking a hyperlink that took me to a page that showed the top five hints.

'1. Make sure you are treating your baby boy/girl as a baby and he/she calls you daddy/mommy

2.Make your baby boy/girl uses his/her nappy

3.Make your baby boy/girl watches kid shows

4.Make your baby boy/girl use his/her pacifier

5. Make your baby feel wanted'

Hmm. Yesterday, he only took a bath and slept the whole day and didn't wake up in the middle of the night to my surprise. Well, I don't think he did. I don't think he likes his nappy. I haven't tried the kid shows. And I usually only give him his pacifier when he's sleeping.

First I'll try getting him to use his diap-

I hear the sounds of my baby boy's crib rattling. Why can't he just start calling me daddy? Maybe if I wait he'll have to say something.

"Can someone come get me out this crib?" Not what I wanted him to say, so I'll just stay seated.

"Daddy?" There we go! I felt my dick twitch right at that moment. His voice is so fucking adorable. I honestly don't know what's wrong with me. I wasn't really like this with my other babies. Ah, I don't know. They're all the same, right? Right.

"Yes, Justin?" I yell back.

"Can I come out of the crib, please daddy?"
Bingo.

"I'll be right there, baby boy."
That's what I'll do then. Only reply to what he wants if he calls me daddy. Now I need to work on his diaper issues.

I get up and walk to Justin's room. It's not a long walk since I made his bedroom right in the middle of my office and my sleeping quarter.

I walk into Justin's room to see him standing up in his crib, with his onesie unbuttoned.

"Baby boy, why's your onesie unbuttoned?" I ask my baby boy. I think it's adorable how his brown hair is all over the place instead of his usual quiff. I place him on my hip, walking to the changing table. He turns red once he realizes what I asked.

"I-it's uncomfortable in m-my diaper."

Aww! I coo over his red face and his stuttering. My baby boy is embarrassed cause his 'peepee' isn't tucked in correctly.

"You must've moved around a lot in your sleep. Don't worry, daddy will fix it. Lift your arms for daddy, Justin."

I pull his onesie over his head and throw it in the laundry basket right next to his changing table. I check to see if his diaper is wet, sadly it isn't.