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“I tell you what. You can have him after you have your medicine. And ask Daddy nicely.”

“How about I get to have him while I take my medicine. But I’ll take it like a good girl, and I’ll use my manners,” she bargained.

“All right. That’s acceptable.”

“Please, Daddy, can I have my bumblebee?” she asked.

“You may.”

He held the stuffie out, and she grabbed hold of it, squeezing it tight. “Thanks, Daddy.”

“You are welcome, baby,” he replied as he grabbed a notebook from the nightstand on the other side of the bed.

“What’s that?” she asked suspiciously as he sat on the bed by her feet and started to write in it.

“Your notebook. Remember, I told you I bought you one.”

She’d kind of been hoping that was a bad joke or something.

“What are you writing in it?” she asked.

“Another rule.”

“Another rule? I already have enough. There’s got to be some limit. I’m sure that’s a rule, right? Littles are only allowed one rule per year of age. And I’m two. So, I only have to have two rules.”

Wow. She’d just shocked herself with how smart she was.

“Nice try. That’s not a rule.”

“I think it is, Daddy.”

“Hmm.” He tapped the end of the pen with his chin. He didn’t seem to notice that the pen had a giant, twinkly star on the end of it. Had he chosen that pen because of the star? Or had someone else chosen it for him?

“You know what, I am a new Daddy, so I could be wrong.”

“Uh-huh, you are.”

“So, I’ll have to ask Derek.”

Her eyes widened. “I don’t thinks that is necessary, Daddy!”

“No? Why not? Are you worried about what he’ll tell me?”

Her shoulders slumped. “You know it’s not a real rule, huh, Daddy?”

“I do.” He finished writing something. “And, baby?”

“Yes?” She looked up at him as he held up seven fingers. Four on one hand, three on the other.

“Daddy, nooo! Why?”

“You lied. That’s another rule.”

“I need to see all these rules,” she grumbled. “It’s not fair to give punishments before I see the rules.”

“Are you saying you think lying would be all right, even if there was no rule?”

She groaned. “Daddy, stop being so smart. I’m sick.” She wasn’t sure why she added that last part. Maybe to elicit some sympathy?

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