You're Beautiful To Me

The rest of the afternoon passes with Anna bouncing around excited from all the new toys and games she got and the brightly coloured paper they were wrapped in and from the attention she is receiving until she crashes, passing out in the middle of the living room floor with her favourite teddy bear and I laugh at the position she is in. "She looks like a little drunk that's passed out." Frank chuckles and gets up, gently picking her up and taking her to her room and when he comes back out my mom tells us she needs to get going. After she's gone Frank and I settle back on the couch while Mikey lays back on the recliner arm chair with Miles asleep on his chest and I can't help but smile over at him. "What?" He asks and I chuckle as I say "You so want babies." "Well....yeah I think I do, yours are just so damn cute." "Not always" I joke, Frank elbowing me lightly in the side as he says "Hey, those are my babies you're talking about." We sit around just watching tv until Miles wakes up hungry and in need of a change and Mikey hands him off to have his diaper changed but eagerly takes him back for feeding time, his eyes fixated on Miles' face as he suckles on the bottle. Once Miles has eaten and has been burped Mikey holds him up, lightly bouncing him on his lap as Miles makes a small gurgling noise before his little mouth opens and he vomits all down the front of Mikey's shirt and I burst out into loud laughter, the noise startling Miles and causing him to start crying and I climb off the couch and take him from Mikey, grabbing a towel on the table and wiping his face before cradling him against my shoulder and I gently rub his back until he calms down while Frank gets Mikey a clean shirt to wear. When Mikey comes back into the room vomit free I chuckle again and say "See, not always cute."

After Mikey goes home Anna wakes up from her nap and she settles in Franks lap with a bottle of warm milk, snuggling into his chest as she drinks and when she's done she throws the bottle on the floor with a small giggle. "Hey you little monkey do you wanna pick up your bottle for daddy?" I say to her and she slides down off Franks lap and slowly toddles over to where the bottle ended up, bending down to pick it up and as she stumbles back over she throws it again, hitting Frank in the chest and she lets out a delighted little squeal, clapping her hands. "Anna, no. That's very naughty, you don't throw things at daddy" I scold her as I lean forward and scoop her up in my arms and her bottom lip quivers a little but luckily she doesn't cry. That night after Anna is in bed asleep Miles wakes up just as Frank and I are going to bed and once he's fed and changed we lay him on his back between us in the bed and play with him, tickling his feet and letting him grab our fingers and he lets out soft little gurgles as he kicks his legs out and stares up at us wide eyed and I look over to Frank with a huge smile on my face. "I love you." "I love you too baby. Thank you for my beautiful babies." We lean in to share a soft slow kiss and when we pull apart Miles is sleeping, his breathing slow and even and Frank gently puts him in his bassinet before joining me back in the bed and we snuggle up together, my head resting on his shoulder and his arms wrapped around me as we both fall asleep with huge smiles on our faces.

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