If mum and dad survived
“Daddy!” I say, running up to my father. I wanted to play with him. He smiled as he looked down at me. “Yes baby?” He asked, picking me up. “Can you come play with me and Harry?” I asked, looking at him as he held me. “Of course Evie!” He said and walked to the play room where Harry was waiting. “Daddy!! We play dwess up!” Harry giggled. “Yea! Daddy be pretty princess today!” I giggled as my father sat me down and got on his kness. “Hmm so daddy will become a beautiful princess? Okay.” He said and smiled. Harry and I began to do his makeup and grabbed our mother’s favorite dress. “On!” We demanded and watched as he got up to leave the room. He shortly came back wearing the dress and did a spin. We heard our mother laugh as she took a picture. “I love these kids. Anyways, you two ready for ice cream?” She asked and smiled as me and my brother ran to her. “I’ll take that as a yes.” She said and picked us up, taking us out for ice cream.
