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I kissed his head as I walked past, getting a giggle from him. “Gonna be a good grown-up at Mac-n-Cheese club.”
Clearly, that idea was really funny and I couldn’t help chuckling along with him. “You are always very good at the club even when you have to be the judge.”
That got a very dramatic sigh. “Judging sad. And hard. And I miss the food. People arefast.”
I wasn’t sure if laughing made me a terrible Dom or a bad boyfriend, but he was too cute. “Yes, it’s hard and makes you sad, but you do a very good job.”
Even when the entries were questionable.
“But judging all done.” He sounded relieved as he announced that. “Party time and present time and food time…and brownie time?”
He was looking wonderfully sweet and hopeful as I glanced over. “Brownies, huh?”
Nodding earnestly, Russie gave me a big smile. “No pestering. No guessing. I’m your good boy.”
So because he wasn’t going to try to get me to tell him that I was his Secret Santa, he deserved brownies?
Sounded like reasonable little logic to me.
“Yes, I can make brownies for tomorrow.” I’d been planning on doing that anyway, but I wasn’t going to point that out since it just made me look like an amazing Daddy.
“Brownies.” Russie looked like I’d made his day. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“You’re welcome…and I’ll even make sure that you get some even if someone tries to distract you.” Like the flirty twins or anyone else who thought talking came first and food came second.
“Best Daddy ever.” Doing an excited wiggle, Russie focused back on his picture with a passion that made me want to grin. “Best Daddy gets best picture.”
“Thank you.” Giving him another head kiss, I tried not to get too distracted as I cooked and he colored.
By the time that our dinner was on the table and I had cookies in the oven, he’d wound down a bit and yawns were sneaking out even though it wasn’t late.
The weekend definitely needed to include at least one nap for my boy, so I made a mental note to work that in next time. No matter what scenes we did or the trips we went on, he couldn’t go into the week tired.
“Daddy work?” Russie carefully used two hands to grab his cup and finished the last of his milk.
“No, Daddy doesn’t have any homework tonight.” I’d been very productive earlier and that was working in my favor. “But Daddy does have lots of work on Wednesday and Thursday.”
That got a tiny pout from my drama queen but he nodded. “Good boy.”
“Yes, I know you’re going to be good but you can always send me texts and pictures, and you can see if Jacki wants to play?” I loved playing with him when he was little but I didn’t want to chase away his other relationships.
“Cookies?” Russie seemed to think that statement didn’t require elaboration.
I disagreed.
“Are you asking if there will be enough leftover cookies from tonight to share with Jacki or are you asking for me to make more cookies?” I thought the question was clear but he nodded excitedly.
“Good boy, Daddy.” Sitting up straight like that would help him get whatever he wanted, he brought back his beaming smile. “Thank you, Daddy.”
So both?
Before I could figure out if I needed a clarifying question or if he just thought he’d bribed me with a smile to get what he wanted, he changed the subject. “Bath?”
Oh, he definitely thought he’d scammed me.
“That sounds perfect.”
Yep, he’d scammed me.
