3 Daddy's day

I was six months when it happened;

As usual my dad & to my brother came to my princess styled room to play with me.

My dad was, as usual asking and cooing me to call him.

After failing for multiple times last month, I lost hope and thought that I would eventually take 7months to start speaking monosyllables.

But, reality was always something that goes against your thoughts.

At that time, my dad was lifting me and holding me to his eye level and was teasing and scolding me for my little "intra-room" tour.

I ain't kidding you, this room is hella big.

It has a princess styled bed in the centre and has its own closet room separately. Just the place we were currently was so biggg.

I made use of that for my daily exercises.

'oiiii....heyaey....'

'who IS this??'

'disturbing my peace time'

I lifted up head only to come in contact with a huge face in front of me almost scaring me..

"Daddy...."

but ain't gonna complain..my dad is such a handsome hottie.

'but why is this immortal face staring with such huge opened eyes'

'aii..what happened'

'"daddy"

'what happened to you, don't tell me you got your brain paused'

"hahaa....hahaaa"

a booming laughter was what followed then.

'almost scaring the s**t out of me'

and

'woh!!!'

'stop it I say.....'

my head is spinning....

"da.... . d....y"

"da...da.....da....dyyyy..."

"uff"'

this good dad of mine.

almost sent me to the heaven, he threw me over his head apparently not just onetime

if anyone were to tell me that my dad has to visit the psychiatrist , I promise you I would not stop you , I would definitely have you take him away, but looking at his handsome immortal face, I couldn't bring myself .

"Babyy....."

"awww...."

"my darrling..."

"say one more time"

"call daddy once more,"

"hmmm .. won't you??..."

"just once. .pls..."

I froze.