8 months later
" What the hell," I internally question. Slimy wet gunk is all over my eyes distorting my vision. Wiping off the mystery substance I slowly open my eyes and they are met with my son's bright blue ones. His messy black hair goes in every direction imaginable and his dazed smile has drool flowing onto his chest.
" Hi, bup!" I say excitedly, "How did you get here?"
I look over and I see Ethan with his phone out trying to hold back his laughter. Brooklyn's attempt of response is quite hilarious with his struggle to say Ethan, but it just comes out as Etan. And it gets better, he's starting to call Ethan Buppy cause we call him bup all the time. Shaking the sleep from my body as I sit up, I grab my son a bounce him on my lap while shooting Ethan a glare. Brooklyn starts to babble uncontrollably to his stuffed lion and shakes him profusely.
" What time did he wake up?" I ask Ethan.
"Uh, 6:30ish."
I glance at the alarm clock on my nightstand and it read 8:30. "Oh shit," I thought to myself. I slept in for so long. How did I manage to do that?
"I heard him start to wake up at 6, so I let him try to go back to sleep, but this kid wasn't having it. He was getting annoyed with me I guess and crawled to your door. He banged on it a solid four times before I grabbed him, I wanted to let you sleep you had a rough night. Gave him some breakfast then I threw him on you to wake you up."
"Thanks, man I really needed that. He would NOT go to bed last night."
"What time did he go down?"
"The first time I put him in his crib was at 8, but then he was jumping in his crib and after another 100 attempts to out him down he finally fell out at 10."
"Damn, didn't know it took that long, but glad that you got some sleep. Oh and before I forget Em and I are going out tonight I'll text you if I'm going to stay over."
Did I mention that they started dating? Oops, I did it again. ;)
"Have fun bro. One more thing I swear did you feed him already?"
" Yeah, he had some apple sauce and coconut milk." Ethan finished walking away from the open door that connected to the hallway. Brooklyn gazes at the door that's been left open, he turns at points at it and says something in his foreign baby language.
"Yeah, that's right bup. Wanna get up now?" He smiles and laughs as I pick him up and take him to my bathroom so I can get ready for that day that awaits the two of us.
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Brooklyn
Fiksi Penggemar17 was the age that everything changed for Grayson Dolan...for the better. He had no warning of what was going to be thrown at him, but he eventually learns his way around parenthood.
