Niall - Pink Finger Nails

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*Kira POV*

“Nathan! Nathan Horan! Where did you go?” I yell down the toy aisle at my three year old son. I swear I manage to lose that kid every time we go to the store.

“Mummy! Mummy! Look what I found!” I hear Nathan yell as he runs at me. He’s holding a toy sword in he’s hand.

“That’s great honey but we need to get going. I have other things planned for the day.” I say turning to the shopping cart and pushing it down the aisle.

“But, but, mummy.” He says, I turn around and see his big blue eyes and he’s pouting.

“Fine, you can get it. You’re just like your dad, I swear. Using to puppy dog eyes on me!” I say walking in the make-up aisle.

“Ooo, mummy what is this?” Nathan asks holding up some finger nail polish.

“That’s finger nail polish honey. Put it back please. It’s not a toy.” I say looking at the face wash. I grab the one I was looking for and drop it in the cart.

“Mummy! Can I get this one?” Nathan asks holding up the brightest pink nail polish.

“Sure.” I roll my eyes and he puts it in the cart. “Okay, Nathan, we’ve got to go. We still have to make cupcakes for your Uncle Harry, remember.” I say.

“I remember! I picked out the colors! They’re going to be green and the frosting is going to be blue and when you put them together their going to spell Happy Birthday Uncle Harry!” Nathan says skipping next to the shopping cart.

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“A lot of help you are.” I say to the sleeping Nathan. I picking him up out of the car and hold him up with my hip. I use my butt to close the car door and dig my keys out of my purse. When I get the door to the house open I slowly take his coat, shoes, and hat off before laying him on the couch. I cover him up with a blanket then go back outside to get the groceries out of the car. I grab all the groceries and close the trunk to the car. I walk into the house and close the door with my foot. “Cuz, two trips is for pussies.” I say to myself before walking in the kitchen to put away the food. I leave out the stuff we got to make cupcakes knowing that when Nathan wakes up his going to want to make them right away.

After putting away the groceries, I go back into the living room and pick up Nathan’s shoes, hat, and coat I ditch on the floor. I put them away and walk around picking up miscellaneous toys around the house. I find a shoe behind the couch that’s been missing for weeks.

I put on my apron and start mixing the batter for the cupcake with Nathan walks in. “You started without me mummy?” He asks rubbing his eyes.

“You were sleeping and I didn’t want to wake you. Sorry.” I say “But, I haven’t cracked the eggs yet because I know that’s your favorite part. I have a chair for you to stand on too.” I says pointing to the chair next to me. He smiles.

“Okay, thanks mummy.” He says climbing onto the chair. Except when he says thanks it sound more like ‘tanks’. He has a little bit of an accent. I guess he gets that from his dad. I wonder what he gets from me. He has brown hair like his dad too. Even though his dad dyes his hair. “Hey, mummy.”

“What?” I says turning my head. Nathan wipes egg on my face and then burst into a fit of giggles. I just stick my finger in the now mixed batter and wipe it on his nose. He starts laughing harder holding his stomach. I just shake my head. I pull out a cupcake pan and the little papers and put it in front of him. “Here. You put the papers in the tin you giggle monster. I’m going to wash my face.” I say.

“Okay.” He says still giggling. I go into the bathroom and wipe off my face. I come back into the kitchen with a wet towel and wipe of Nathan’s face. I pour the batter in the cupcake paper then put it the oven.

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