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Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting “I know, baby. I know,” He said, turning back around in his seat and buckling his seatbelt. “But this isn’t something Daddy can fix at home,” he replied, pulling out his phone and calling the hospital, giving them warning of an incoming patient, much like he would doContinue reading “Once she was in her dad’s arms, she was very reluctant to be put down in her car seat. But her Mama kept a purple plaid blanket in the car just for her, which she burrowed into as she continued to cry, “I don’t wanna go to work, I want to stay at home with you and Mama. You can fix it! We don’t have to go nowhere.””

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting Tom let go, moving his hands away from her arm as she cried out. “I know, baby girl, I know. Daddy’s gonna take care of you,” he cooed, his voice calm and comforting. He scooped her back up and moved swiftly to the car, buckling her in herContinue reading “As soon as Tom touched her arm, she started to scream, pushing back at him, “Don’t, Daddy, it hurts!” She continued to sob, “I want Mamaaaaa.””

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting He shushed her gently, hoping to calm her as he cleaned the cut. It had stopped bleeding for the most part, and Tom switched his attention to her arm. “Okay, honey. This might hurt, okay? Daddy’s gonna check your arm to see if we can fix itContinue reading “She cried harder as he wiped at the cut, more out of fear than it actually hurting her. Then she looked down at her right arm pressed close to her chest. “The chair fell over and my arm got squished. You have to fix it…””

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting As he held her close, he pursed his lips as he nodded in understanding. How could he have let this happen? Effortlessly he scooped her up, carrying her to the kitchen and setting her on the counter beside the sink. He wet a towel with cold waterContinue reading ““The sink,” she hiccupped, “the sink spit on me when I washing my hands and I needed a big towel. I fell. I fell. I hurt…””

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting His daughter ran off as soon as her peanut butter and banana sandwich was finished, leaving most of her carrots for him to munch on as he tidied the kitchen. Tom was cleaning up from lunch when he heard the crash. He immediately dropped the dish heContinue reading “There’s a loud bang, and then a crash, and then the sounds of Tom’s daughter crying can be heard throughout the house.”

Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting He watched as her eyes grew heavy, and he could tell she was fighting sleep. As Tom continued reading, he felt his daughter grow more and more relaxed until she nuzzled into his chest. When he looked down, she was fast asleep, her chest rising and falling evenlyContinue reading “She didn’t lose interest so much as fall asleep. She had her face pressed up against her dad’s chest, tiny little snores escaping her mouth as she kept her grip tight on Jane.”

Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting “Exactly!” Tom exclaimed as his daughter clambered into his lap. He easily carried her to the armchair and pulled a blanket over their legs. “Right! Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thankyouverymuch,” he started. Tom was preparedContinue reading ““Like I’m gonna go to fixer school!” She exclaimed. Then, with Jane still in tow, she climbed into her dad’s lap, prompting, “Once upon a time…””

Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting “It does have fixers, but not quite like Daddy. They use magic and potions to fix things,” Tom explained, smiling as her little fingers imitated him. Even at 4 years old, he was amazed of how much his daughter was like him as a kid. Hell, he was amazedContinue reading “She nodded her head enthusiastically, imitating her dad and running her tiny fingers over the cover. “What’s it about? Does it have any fixers? Or lots of sisters – like Little Women?””

Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting  Tom’s eyebrows rose. “She is? Should we save Little Women for Mama and start a chapter book of our own?” With that, he pulled out the first book of the Harry Potter Series – the very first book his Mother read to him. His fingers ran over the coverContinue reading ““Chapter!” she exclaimed. “Mama’s reading me Little Women. She likes Beth the most, but I like Amy. Mama reads me Madeline, too!””

Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting Their laughter filled the room, and Tom’s heart nearly burst with joy as the laughter bubbled all around them. As the spinning and dancing ceased, Tom snuggled his daughter close, much like she was holding her doll. “Of course! Let’s go pick one out together, hmm?” He carried herContinue reading ““I know so!” she exclaimed, giggling and squealing as he lifted her into his arms and danced her about. Then she snuggled into her fixed doll, asking, “Can you read me and Jane a story?””