"Call me if you need anything?" She frowned and I chuckled as I swing ella on my arms from side to side, bouncing her a bit

"We'll be fine mon amour. Right, baby? You'll have lots have of fun with dada right?" I cooed at ella and our six-month old just blinked at me. I wiggled my brows at her and she cracked a smiled.

"There it is~" I showered her with kisses and she erupted with cute giggles.

"Oh alright. Byee baby, mommy will just be quick ok? Look after your daddy for me?" I scowled hearing what she said and she giggled placing a kiss on my lips but before she can move away, I held her nape and kissed her harder.

"Nyaa!" Jennie bursted out laughing when I feel a slap on my face.

"I'll get going now." She kissed ella on the forehead and waved to us once more before driving off on her car.

"Mommy's gone! Now what shall we do?" I asked, holding her by her armpits away from me and she just let out a loud sound on her . Gassing. Then she pushed some more and I'm sure it's more than just gas.

"Why didn't you do that when mommy was still here?!" I whined and she laughed and then smirks as she curles her toes, pushing more of her waste.

"Aigoo! You done pooping?" Another push and the sound from her intesifies with last release then she starts go cry, kicking her cute legs, waving her arms from discomfort.

"You're the one who pooped on your diaper and you're blaming me?"

"Hsgsgy hsgts~" I shook my head and ran to the bedroom. I laid her down and she continues to cry.

I put my bandana on played baby shark on the phone, slipping it on my forehead, making her stop crying as I work on her piece of art.

"Good thing I'm used to taking care of s. Literally and figuratively speaking." I said to myself and she whines. She's getting her mom's personality. Quite alarming.

I threw her discarded diapers and carried her and took my phone away. She cried and tried to recab for it "Let's take a bath!"

She finally calmed down seeing the water. She loves her baths.

A few minutes later...



"Ho ho ho ho~ Merry Christmas!" She let out a squeal and giggled, trying to reach out to my beard bubble. She loves  her baths, but so did I.

"You're jealous of my beard? I'll make you one too. Waaah~" she laughed at exaggerated facial expressions and it's music to my ears.

"Let's take pictures and send it to mommy." I played with the bubbles, forming shapes on her head like a white hair and oh her face, like a mustache and eyebrows then snapped photos and send it to jennie.

(How it looks:)



"We're done! What's next? You wanna play?" I a