Bucky stood in front of the crib, looking at his sleeping Little and grinned slightly. Today was the day where he'd hold her all day and tomorrow was Steve's turn. The only time he wouldn't hold her was during bathroom breaks.
"Baby Doll. Time to wake up." Bucky's accented voice rumbled as he rubbed the Little's back to wake her. He picked her up after his keen hearing heard the almost inaudible whine she made. "Good morning, sweetheart."
He laid her down to change her, choosing to leave her in the shirt he had put on her last night. He slid a pair of socks on her cold feet and scooped her up. She was sleepy and cuddly, clinging to Bucky tightly. Her Mama was warm and his chest was a comfy place to lean on to fall back asleep.
"Doll, you want some milk? Daddy's gone out for the morning so he can't." Bucky explained to the Little who just touched Bucky's milk swollen pec. He took that as a yes and sat in the rocking chair, situating her comfortably and starting their day. He talked quietly to her, rocking slowly and keeping eye contact. "We'll have some scrambled eggs for breakfast too. How does that sound?"
Bucky was more lenient with her diet and fed her soft foods other than the purees Steve made for her. He had tasted some of them and found the ones with broccoli especially disgusting. She mumbled up at him, hazel eyes blinking slowly.
She was really Little at the moment like she usually was after emotional upheavals. The Little had gotten a call the day before from a relative who had attempted to shame her for being a Little. Steve had taken the phone and shouted at the relative while Bucky had attempted to soothe their Little.
"Mm. How about soft stuff?" Bucky had realized that eggs were probably not the way to go when she was this Little. He rubbed her cheek, smiling at how soft her skin was. "Got some fruit purees that Daddy made the other day. Ones with banana in it. You love banana."
He held her with one arm while opening one of the containers of fruit puree. His steady walking soothed her back to nearly asleep and he sighed softly, looking fondly at her. He snagged a plastic spoon and sat in a chair.
"Hold on, Baby. You can't go back to sleep yet." Bucky opened the container and filled the spoon. "Open, Doll."
She opened her mouth slowly, leaning into Bucky's chest and eating. It took a long while and Bucky was very patient as he fed her. He liked having her so close to him.
"Was that good, Sweetheart?" Bucky cleaned her mouth off with a wipe and chucked the empty container and spoon in the sink. Bucky hiked her up higher and carried her off to the nursery for another diaper change, humming under his breath. "Now what will we do?"
She hadn't made any movement to get free of his arms at all, content to just be held. Her hazel eyes just looked at Bucky, watching him talk to her and he finally decided on a movie until her nap time.
Steve returned right after nap time, wearing a whole bunch of layers. He hated the cold weather outside. "Hey, you two."
"Dada." Kayla mumbled, looking at Steve for a second before focusing back on Bucky's hands as he knitted. She was sitting with her back against Bucky's chest and resting her hands on his forearms as his fingers moved his knitting needles elegantly.
"Such a warm welcome." Steve snorted, putting his layers away and sat next to them.
"Hey, Babe." Bucky paused in his knitting and kissed Steve for a minute before yelping as he was kicked.
"No!" His Little was sulking, pulling at Bucky's hands. She wanted him to keep knitting.
"Doll, that was mean." Bucky scolded, shifting her to sit completely back against his chest and started knitting again. He was making a scarf for Steve despite the fact that he'd made the blond like twenty of them already.
"Grouch." Steve smiled at his Little, leaning over and kissing her temple. He got his book and started to read, passing the time until Lunch and disappearing to go cook.
Their day continued on much in the same way. She made no move to free herself at any point, too small to really want to.
He ended up giving in about the Little sleeping with them when Bucky said he would sleep in the guest room with her. He didn't want Bucky away from him at all.
