The first year wasnt easy.
The diapers, the toilets, the sippy cups, the screaming, the sleepless nights, the money spent. its was a nightmare. He wont let anyone touch them! And that's just the first child of me and Arthurs being.
"Al~ would you please be quiet, for two seconds~?" Arthur pleaded as I made coffee. Alfred was giggling and biting on Arthurs collar.
"I cant, Fran, you take him. I have to go to work" Arthur said, simply stressed already. I worked at home, simply watching Alfred. He gently put him in my arms and Alfred began to cry. I would later find this out to be a simple reaction, being attached to Arthur more than me.
Arthur kissed me goodbye and I sighed, hearing the footsteps leading out of the house. The door closed as I gave Al his binky. He sucked joyfully. "Alright my bebo~ Lets go eat some breakfast, and then we can play a game~" I said as he smiled happily.
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I sat him down in his pull up chair and cooked a small pancake. I chopped it up and gave small pieces to him and he munched on them along with some apple pouches. He was teething but the pancakes were soft so he didn't cry.
later on, we watched some movies in French and English, cartoons and did hand painting.
At lunch, I put him down for a nap for a few hours as I laid down with him, and accidently spent until four at night. Arthur came into the room and smiled, taking off his tie.
He gently laid down on the other side of Alfred and kissed him goodnight as he kissed me.
It was the perfect family.
Until the next one came along. And you would think it would make everything easier.
Quiet the opposite.
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They Never Grow Up - Face family
FanfictionThis is my story, the tales of stress, love and hope as me and my british husband raise our two sons as the most unlikely (and dysfunctional) family to ever exist, told through my memories. ((This is an old copy. I am rewriting it all in another bo...
