Saturday was always her favorite day. It was what she called the Daddy-n-Me Day of the week. It was just the two of them and no one else. And on the Daddy-n-Me Day, she got the two things she craved the most:
- – His undivided attention to her
- – Her ability to be completely little
She understood that she couldn’t have those two things all the time. They had other responsibilities that they had to keep up. But that’s what made the Daddy-n-Me Day so special. Nothing was allowed to come between her Daddy and she.
She looked at herself in the bathroom mirror, dressed in Nothing But her diaper. Smiling, she was made happy by the thought that her heart beat more strongly for the simplest things in her life – not for clothing or fancy meals or jewelry or other incidentals, but just his love and attention.
“Princess,” her Daddy called to her. “Lunchtime.”
“Coming, Daddy,” she called back to him.
She looked in the mirror again. The Daddy-n-Me Day sometimes started as early as dawn and went as late as bedtime. Other days, it was abbreviated. But she knew, long or short, these days would stretch for the rest of her life.
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