Page 81 of Magic and Mayhem

Daddy’s brows were funny and he was frowning as he shook his head. “There are so many options. All the fucking woodwork in the house could move.”

Daddy said a naughty word.

Giggling, I bounced toward the potty and was a very good boy. I didn’t even touch my ears. “All done. No treasures in the potty, Daddy.”

“Thank you, cutie.” Daddy looked like he wanted to stick his tongue out but Daddies didn’t do that. “You’re a good helper.”

He was so funny.

“Good dragon.” Bouncing over, I wiggled my fingers again. “No stickies.”

Frowning bigger, Daddy looked at my fingers like they were little dragons and he had to study them. “Should we wash your hands again even though you’re getting in the tub?”

I shrugged.

That was a Daddy question, not a Kenzie the cutie question.

“Yes, just to make sure.” Daddy didn’t seem to know what he was making sure of, but he washed my hands again as the water and the bubbles in the tub got bigger and bigger. “All clean. Well, your hands at least. You have icing in your hair. How did I miss that? What were you doing at the table?”

Was that a Kenzie question?

“Never mind.” Daddy realized it was a Daddy question and steered me toward the tub. “We’re just going to get you clean and then we’ll find jammies. Somewhere.”

Giggling, I was a wonderful dragon and didn’t tell.

Daddy was smart and he’d find the special hoards.

“I don’t like the sound of that giggle, little dragon.” Daddy was trying to look serious, but he was so happy he was almost a dragon. “You’re very devious.”

’Cause the bestest dragons were naughty smart.

When I giggled again, Daddy sighed and took my shirt off. “I’m very intelligent. I’m going to find all your treasures, little dragon.”

“I got lots and lots and lots, Daddy.” His silly groan made me laugh and laugh.

“You’re trying to scare me, but it won’t work. I’m a policeman and I can do it.” Daddy was very confident, but I was a smart dragon.

“Smart Daddy.” I kissed his cheek as he helped me not fall when I stepped out of my pants and undies.

“That would be more believable if you’d stopped giggling when you said it.” Daddy’s pout was so funny he made me laugh lots and lots. “Yep, not really believable, cutie.”

I tried to look innocent but he sighed and looked very stern. “I’m very good with puzzles.”

Daddy seemed to be talking to himself, so I didn’t interrupt as he helped me into the tub. “Yes, this is just a big 3D puzzle. I can do that.”

As I scooped up the bubbles, Daddy sat down beside me and picked up the toys in my basket. “Toys everywhere.”

Yep.

Toys in the bubbles too because Daddy dumped them in the tub. “Duckies.”

Finding my dragon duckie, I held it up for Daddy. “No chomp chomp.”

Daddy laughed and shook his head. “The goose conversation makes so much more sense now.”

“Feathers are yucky.” I pretended to shiver. “No geese.”

Groaning and being silly, Daddy made a face. “No geese. Please, no geese. Ugh, I’m a bad Daddy. I can’t tell you what to eat.”

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