Wearing a pale blue onesie and carrying his adorable seahorse stuffie, Mikey is looking very much like he needs a Daddy to play with.
‘What can I do for you?’ I say, smiling at Mikey and offering him my hand.
‘I want to play!’ Mikey says, his voice already a little bit regressed in line with his super-cute onesie. ‘There’s a stuffie train in the corner but some other Littles are playing with it thought.’
Mikey stomps his foot on the ground.
I think I need to put a stop to this kind of sass before I have one grumpy baby boy on my hands.
‘That’s quite enough, boy,’ I say, my voice firm. ‘It’s perfectly acceptable that other boys are playing with the train. And I won’t have you stomping your foot like that. But…’
‘Y-y-y-yes, Daddy?’ Mikey says, hope in his voice.
‘That doesn’t mean we can’t have plenty of fun together,’ I say, taking Mikey’s hand and walking over toward the pillow fort that looks like it needs a full-scale demolition and rebuild. ‘Now why don’t you show me how a Blue Collar Boy would build a proper pillow fort?’
‘Yay!’ Mikey replies, a look of glee on his face. ‘Atty can be the site manager, you can be the builder, and I’ll deliver the pillows to the site. Okay?’
I smile and show my approval.
I’ve never played second in command to a seahorse stuffie before, but I’m not about to start complaining. The look of sheer joy on Mikey’s face as he toddles around with pillows in his hand and brings them to me is worth its weight in gold.
‘Delivery finished!’ Mikey exclaims. ‘And Atty is telling me that I have to work with you now to build the new fort. Is that okay?’
‘Of course it is,’ I reply. ‘We’re going to build the best fort thatMorning Milkhas ever seen.’
As we get to work, I notice how much Mikey is enjoying stacking and arranging the pillows.
At the same time, I can’t help but run my eyes over his body – he might be all snug inside his onesie, but I can’t help imagining what he would look like if I unzipped him at the back and pulled the whole thing off.
‘Does my butt look cute?’ Mikey says, noticing my eyes wandering. ‘Here, watch me shake it!’
I laugh as Mikey does a cute dance. He’s so sweet and wholesome, but I’m pretty sure he’s got a naughty side too.
‘Hey, enough dancing,’ I say, glancing up toward Atty the seahorse. ‘I don’t think our boss approves of us slacking off. Let’s get back to work.’
Mikey smiles and we set about finishing the pillow fort.
I can’t remember a time that I felt so happy, and a big part of that is coming from the fact that Mikey is so clearly having a great time too.
I’m not saying he wouldn’t have had a good time here either way, but part of me feels like me stepping up and acting like a Daddy when Mikey appeared to be inches away from a tantrum has really helped him get the most out of the party.
And with the pillow fort nearly done, I can see that Mikey might be getting a bit tired.
It could be time for some hot milk and a nice snuggle-nap – and that’ll be on Daddy’s Orders…
Chapter 7
Mikey
‘Things are movingfast,’ I say as I munch on a triple-choc-chip cookie. ‘Was it like this with you and Reece?’
I know what Xander’s answer is probably going to be, but I want to hear him confirm it to me anyway.
We’re at work and it’s the first morning cookies and milk break.
After the party atMorning Milklast night, there are plenty of tired Littles on the crew, but we all managed to get in at sunrise to begin work. That’s just what you have to do as a member of the Construction Boys.
We work hard.