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Tom and Tord Ridgewell's marriage has not always been the best. Now knowing how much it has effects their baby, Torm, they try to get better at communicating. Things have been going great but Tord tells his family a secret. Torm becomes a...
The next part will be an explanation on your questions about the story plot.
-------TIME SKIPPY------------------
Tord pov
I was in the living room watching Torm play with his Farmer Says toy.
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His favorite animal sound is the cow because when he did the oo part in moo he would puck his lips waiting for a little kiss, it was quite adorable. Sometimes, if he really wanted the cow but it wouldn't land, he would purposely move the arrow to the cow for a "moo kiss", as he likes to put it. Thomas was on the recliner on his phone. I saw him look up at the clock then down at Torm.
"Hey kiddo, why don't you go get your little blanket and we'll cuddle," I knew what that meant, cuddle time was nap time. Torm thinks they are just cuddling and he tries so hard to fight it but he always falls asleep. Sometimes Tom will even fall asleep unintentionally, it's quite cute.
Torm didn't listen. He just sat there playing with his toys, completely ignoring Tom's existence.
"Torm, go get wiwi and go cuddle with pappa," I told him. He just shook his head at me. I sighed and looked at Tom who was looking pissed. I know he loves Torm to death but he hates it when Torm ignores us or tells us no. I watched him hold up 5 fingers for a count down. If Tom gets to three then Torm gets spankings, and I allow it only because he had two chances to listen plus a three second warning. It wasn't a lot of spanks, he only gets 2 because he is still just a baby but he knows better than to ignore us. Tom only got to two once and Torm has learned from that.
"5,"
Torm kept playing with his toys, not caring about the world around him.
"4,"
He turned his head and looked at Tom, he remembered the consequences if he got to two.
"3,"
Torm got up and ran to get his wiwi. Tom stopped counting because he knew that Torm was gonna come back but not in time. Torm ran back over to the recliner and climbed onto Tom. He snuggled in between his pappa's torso and arm and clutched his blanket tight. I watched Tom go to his music app and play Torm's sleepy song, "Kentish Town Waltz". When Torm first heard this song he fell in love with it and fell asleep, so Tom plays it when it's nap or bed time.
A few minutes passed and I looked over at them. They were both asleep, Torm drooling on Tom's arm. It was cute, I couldn't help but to take a picture.
