Daddy's Love

CHAPTER 8 - THE FIRST DAY DONE

We come back home from the park and it seems like Ana had a good time there. She made friends

with Matt but was too shy to make anymore friends. She really enjoyed the swing. She was giggling. I

promise she was!

I was surprised that I took her out the first day. No one does that. No Dom came and spoke to us today

because they were scared of scaring my baby girl. She was extremely docile and well behaved. And

outdoors did her wonders. She is smiling and is much more comfortable with me. She is not recoiling or

trying to get inside walls now at least.

We change again.

"Do you want to play or watch TV while I cook us some dinner?" I ask her.

She looks at me thinking hard.

"Or maybe we can order pizza?" I grin at her and she smiles.

"Pizza it is!" I smile and leave her on the couch in the living room and go outside to order pizza.

When I come back five minutes later, I have a mini heart attack. My baby is somewhere between

bookshelves that are really high for her, climbing like Spider Man, trying to get a book out.

"Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" I ask her as I hold her in my arms.

"Sorry, I didn't ask.... " she trails off.

"Baby, you don't climb bookshelves like that, okay? What if you fall and hurt yourself?" I hug her Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

protectively.

"Now which book do you want?"

"The Book Thief"

I get the book out and hand it to her.

She takes it with a thank you.

We settle on the couch. She reads and I look at her, playing with her hair. She makes a million

expressions for every page that she reads. She is so quiet.

The bell rings. She looks at me and closes the book and keeps it aside.

I go up to get the pizza. I come back and she is lying on the couch. She looks so comfortable. Good.

This is her house. She should be comfortable around.

"Come let's go eat Ana." I call her.

"Can we eat here, please? Daddy." She asks.

I can't hold my smile back.

"Since you have been such a good girl all day long, I think we can." I grin and we settle on the carpet

with pizzas and garlic breads for her.

And she called me daddy. She is not in her headspace yet. She just wants to make me happy. I smile

at the thought. She is making an effort for me. She is such a lovely doll.

She was gorging on her pizza.

"Umm.... Daddy.... What the man doing.... To that girl.... In the park?" She asks me.

I know the question was eating at her. Today in the park Ana was super surprised to see a daddy

change his little's diaper. She was surprised. I think she was happy to realise that she was not alone in

all the diaper atrocities being committed to her and that made her happy. And we also saw a daddy

spanking his girl. Ana looked horrified and snuggled into me, trying to hide from the man. I was waiting

for her to ask me what was going on since then.

"He was spanking her little because she was naughty." I tell her.

"Spanking?"

"Yes, hitting on the bum."

She cringes.

"When someone is really naughty and don't listen to their daddy or mommy that is how they get

punished." I explain.

"They don't love their littles? Why would they hit? And the girl cried so much. It was hurting her so bad."

She tells me sadly.

"Ana, love, sometimes we have to punish the ones we love, because we love them. We can't let them

get away with anything bad that they do like lying, stealing or hurting other people. And yes, spankings

hurt. They are supposed to. It helps get the point, the lesson, across. But after, all is forgiven and you

feel so much better."

She looks like she wants to argue but refrains.

We continue eating.

"Bed time, baby! Let's go and get you changed and into the bed! Would you like a bottle of milk before

bed?"

"Uhnn. I am full. I had a slice too many." She tells me.

I quickly change her into her night clothes and see that her diaper is dry. Also, I need to remember to

check her diaper more during the day.

"Baby, you need to use your diaper." I tell her.

She looks at me like I have asked her to drink my blood.

I change her into a fresh diaper and then her night clothes and tuck her in. "Would you like your

pacifier?"

She shakes her head. I don't force her to have one. I want to end the day on a good note.

"Good night Ana, have sweet dreams." I kiss her on the forehead.

"Good night daddy." She smiles.