You're Beautiful To Me

A few days later I am allowed to go home again, my latest heart attack leaving me weak and constantly worn out and the doctor puts me on the list for a heart transplant, believing without it soon I might die. My first few days home Frank makes me stay in bed, only allowing me to get up to use the bathroom and I only see the kids at nap time, Frank bringing them in to snuggle with me while we nap together and I hold them close, their little sleeping bodies laying on my chest. Three days after I get home I wake up feeling the best I have in a long time and when I roll my head I see Frank sprawled out beside me, still snoring softly and I smile at the sight as I hear a soft babble come through the baby monitor so I sit up, climbing out of bed and making my way into the kids room. When I get there I find Miles sitting up in his crib, his dinosaur clutched in his hand as he looks out through the bars, a huge smile breaking out on his face when he sees me coming towards him. "Da" he chirps as he points at me with his free hand and I smile as I say "That's right baby, daddy's here," picking him up and cuddling him to my chest. Miles lets out a soft contented noise as he snuggles himself into my chest, dropping his dinosaur as he clenches his hands in the front of my shirt. While Miles is cuddled into my chest I slide one hand down and gently pull at the back of his diaper, checking if he needs changing but he's still clean so I turn to leave the room when I see Anna standing in her crib, freshly awake with wild bed hair. "Well hello there" I greet her softly and she holds her arms out and says "Me dada," and I smile as I shift Miles over onto one hip and step over to Anna's crib, scooping her up in my free arm and settling her against my other hip. Anna lets out a soft sigh as she nuzzles her face into my neck and I smile wide as I carry them from the room, taking them into the living room where we all sit on the floor together and play with the big tub of building blocks, a kids cartoon show playing on the tv as soft background noise until Frank stumbles in fifteen minutes later and he takes a seat on the floor beside me and says "What do you think you're doing?" I turn my head to look at him, feeling confused and upset and as I go to open my mouth Frank smiles softly at me and says "I woke up and there was no one to snuggle with." I smile back and say "I'm so sorry baby, the kids were up already." Frank goes to open his mouth to speak again when Anna crawls over and says "Snug snug" as she crawls into Franks lap and lays against his chest, looking for snuggles with him and he laughs softly as he wraps his arms around her and I smile wide at the sight, feeling proud about how grown up she is already.

Later that afternoon I am laying on the couch with Miles napping on my chest while Frank and Anna lay on the floor and draw when Anna suddenly drops her crayon and pushes herself up, running across the room to me and as I say "What's up baby?" She reaches out and hits Miles as hard as she can before yelling "My dada." "Hey" I scold her as Miles' eyes snap open and he starts to scream and I gently rub my hand up and down his back as I say to Anna "You don't hit Miles, that's very naughty." "My dada" she wails out as her own tears start and she screams and sobs as she tries to pull herself up onto my chest aswell, Frank coming over and gently taking Miles from me, bouncing him around gently and helping him calm down and once Anna is settled against my chest she buries her face in my shirt and says "My dada" before going still and clenching her hands in my shirt. After both kids quieten down I turn my head to look over at Frank, confusion written all over my face and he smiles softly and says "I think we're entering the terrible twos."

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