16 And A Dad🎲Brendon Urie

Five

I'm staring at my daughter, wondering how something so small could be so cute.

Laurie starts to whine, so I look at the clock. Its been a fee hours since she's lasrmt eaten, so it might be a good idea to get her her bottle. I bring her downstairs so I can prep her bottle. I put Laurie into the baby bassinet in the living room, I can still see her there from the kitchen. I put a pot if water onto the stove, and put the bottle into the water. Lauren was looking at me. Every time I smiled she smiled. It was adorable.

After a few minutes, the bottle was warm enough. I tested it on my wrist just to be sure. Once I decided it was hood enough, I took Laurie out of her bassinet and sat on the couch. I put the bottle into her mouth and she stated to drink.

"You're beautiful, did you know that? And you're perfect. You're all I wanted in a kid, even if I'm still young. But you know the best of it? We get to grow up together. And one day I promise to give you your own bedroom, and a backyard to play in, and all the toys your little heart would desire. I just want you to be happy. If you're happy I'm hap- I just realized something.. Your nickname has our last name in it.. La Urie.. I'm a FUCKING genius!"

"BRENDON!!" My mom yelled from upstairs. "NO SWEARING IN FRONT OF THE BABY!"

"What? If she's anything like me her first word is going to be a swear!" I laugh. My mom has been tying to make me stop swearing for years, and I guess now she has a better excuse. Hey, I don't really care if her first word is shit or fuck, I'd love it to be dada but if it'd even cunt I'll love her a little more then before. That will just prove she's pretty well 100% Urie blood.

Once Laurie's bottle is done, I wash the dishes while burping her. I've gotten real good at cleaning with one hand. I've even learnt how to prep a bottle with a baby in my arm, even the liner.

I look down at Laurie, and she smiles. The next thing I know is that my face is covered in spit up.

"Lauren.. I've told you, daddy's face is not where you spit up, anywhere else but daddy's face.." I start to gag, which makes Laurie laugh.