Bath

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The following will be in Annie's pov

Oh gosh Kris looks so cute when he feels helpless. I sound insane but look at his puffy red cheeks. I have the urge to poke his face.

And the hiccups, they sound so little to me and higher pitched than normal. Seems like he's starting to slip.

Oh gosh I have to refrain myself from screaming due to his cuteness.

I fed him his spaghetti and wiped his face clean. Then I finished mine off really quickly. While I was wolfing down my plate, I noticed in the corner of my eye, Kris is clutching onto his stuffie.

He always liked dogs, and I knew he will like a white dog stuffie. One point for me, and I mentally high-fived myself.

After my quick dinner, I picked him up and held him to the bathroom. Well he has to bathe at some point, doesn't he?

To calm him down, I placed a quick kiss onto his cheek. He then hid his face in my shoulder. He looks so cute now but I knew this is going to be disastrous.

There are a few things I have noticed about little Kris so far, 1) He is a crybaby  2) Kisses calms him down  3) He really likes his dog stuffie

That's when we reached the bathroom door, and I placed him on a mat. I think he knows what is going to happen, because his tears are starting to form at the brim of his eyes.

I turn on the tap and let the water flow into the tub. I held out three bottles of bubble bath solutions to him to let him choose the smell he likes. As expected, he chose the pineapple one.

I poured a cap of the solution into the tub and let the bubbles form. Then when the water level reached three quarters of the tub I turned off the water.

I gently removed his onesie and shorts on the mat. His tears started to flow as I moved my hands to his diaper. His stifling then turned into quiet sobs, which broke me heart entirely. I have never seen him so vulnerable before, and it hurts to see him cry so much in one day.

I kissed his cheek again, but he kept on sobbing. I removed his diaper and the rest of the underwear quickly until he is stark naked. Taking away his stuffie, I put him into the tub as soon as possible, trying to stop his cries.

I held a bag of bath toys in front of him, hoping that would distract him. But apparently he couldn't stop crying and his cries are getting louder. I feel so bad but I have to do this.

I chose a black toy boat (that I sprayed with black paint cuz there are no black toys for babies out there) and placed it in front of him. He was hesitant to play with it, but I think it will calm him like the stuffie.

"Go ahead and play with it!" I waved the toy boat in front of him. His cries get quieter as he paid his attention to the boat.

Slowly, he reached out his soapy arm for the toy boat and started fiddling with it. I kissed his puffy cheek and praised him for being obedient. But of course he didn't stop his tears from streaming down his face.

I added a black rubber b-duck and a water squirting turtle into the tub. Just in case he got bored of the boat.

Then I started washing him with a cloth and he was doing so well I have decided to let him have some of his favorite chocolate milk later.

When I was done washing his hair, I held him out of the tub and dried him. I gave him his stuffie and placed another star wars diaper on him.

And he started to suck his thumb.

Ohmigosh he looks so cute when he does this.

I didn't expect him to slip that much into little space on the first day.

I pinched his cheek a little as he continued to clutch onto his stuffie with his left hand and suck his right thumb.

I put him in a dark blue onesie and that is when the doorbell rang.

Oh shit I forgot teachers are patrolling.

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