A dad has more than one face

"I hate you"

she turned her small little body around with a few clunky and weird gestures. moving her little body down the corridor. smiling as she crawled in her blue PJ. Over the wooden boards and on to the carpet. Giggling and squealing all the way to the door at the other side of the small hallway in the appartment. She turned to face me with a warm smile and the happiest blue eyes there were. 

"You always do this"

I smiled back at her and turned around to pick up Mr.Teddy. 

"I'm staying over"

Put the plushie in front of me and grabbed his arms and started waving. She got a bit to excited about Mr.Teddy waving at her and almost fell nose first on the floor when she crawled back to greet him. Her way of greeting Teddy was a bit unconventional as usual. She grabbed his stubby arm and started to try and chew it. "Oh well, it's the thought that counts" I spoke as my fingers pinched her chubby little cheeks carefully.

"Mom says I should stay with her"

I picked her up, one hand under each of her small arms, and lifted her as high up as i could. She screamed in joy. And as i lowered her down and cradled her in my arms, I looked to the table. "now then, how about that cake?"