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Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting Tom beamed at his daughter wanting to follow in his footsteps, and he sensed her change of demeanor. “Well, when you grow up, you get to choose what you do. You get to go to a special school where you can learn everything you need to know! Whether that’sContinue reading ““Then I want to be a fixer, just like you.” Her fingertips suddenly stopped and her whole face crumpled up in confusion, “How do I do that? Oh, do I get a special outfit like you?” The thought of that made her eyes light up again.”

Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting Tom was patient as he showed his daughter how to sew the button onto the doll. “Me either, honey,” he said with a sigh. His significant other was working now, and he could only imagine the trouble she was getting herself into. At his daughter’s question, a smile spreadContinue reading ““I don’t like when she’s hurt,” she admitted before helping him to sew the button back on, when really her little fingers were just in the way. “Can I be a fixer like you? I want to fix people! And then I can help Mama, too!””

Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting A sad look flashed across Tom’s face. “You’re right, she does. But Daddy trusts that Mama to be safe, even if she’s hurt.” His eyes widened as she squealed, and a laugh escaped his lips. “First, the needle is sharp, and it will hurt if you accidentally poke yourself. SoContinue reading ““Mama gets hurt a lot,” she softly said. But then her Daddy was swinging her up onto the chair, and she squealed, yelling, “I want to do it! Can I do it? How do I do it?””

Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting “Good,” Tom answered, wiggling his fingers within hers. “Mama’s right. I fix her up when she gets hurt, and she keeps me safe, just like she keeps you safe.” As they approached his desk, he lifted the little girl into the chair, his arm wrapping around her back toContinue reading “She nodded, “I’ll find you. Promise!” She idly played with his fingers, “Mama says that you fixed her. That you made her all better. And happy, too!””

Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting  Tom smiled as he felt her hand holding his first two fingers as she skipped alongside him. “Mommy and I will always try our best to protect you from anyone anything that can hurt you. But if you ever get hurt, I want you to find me first, okay?” The little girlContinue reading “Skipping alongside him as they went to fix Jane, the little girl asked, “If I get hurt, will you fix me, too?””

Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting As the little girl ran towards Tom, he knelt down.“Of course, baby girl,” he cooed. “Let’s take a look at Jane, hmm?” He held out his hands as the little girl placed the beloved doll in his care. The well-loved doll looked tiny in his large hands, and TomContinue reading “A four year-old blonde haired, blue-eyed girl runs at Tom, holding her doll in one hand and a button in the other. “Jane lost her eye – can you fix her? Cuz you fix people!””