22-Headache.
Andy POV.
I almost fell back asleep, but he wouldn’t let me sleep, instead, Dante shook me awake again, getting me to sit up in his lap, I turned to him with a big pout, why is he waking me up. He just gave me spankies, he could let me sleep at least, but meanie daddy woke me up.
“Sleepy” I whine wanting to sleep some more, why is he waking me up.
“I know you’re sleepy, but you need to eat first, you’ve slept most of the day” he says, I didn’t sleep most of the day, only in the drive there and back, and I just took a nap in his arms, but that’s it.
“I’m not hungry” I lie, I was starving, and hadn’t eaten the whole day.
“You’ll be hungry after the first bite,” he says rubbing my back, helping me wake up, I didn’t feel well, I was tired and sick, and my bum was on fire.
“Come on little one, food, bath, and then you can have an early night,” he says, but I sleep way too early, to begin with. I fussed, even more, I was mad at him now, I don’t want to sleep early, I want to sleep now!
“Stop with the fussing, let’s go eat,” he says, carrying me down to the kitchen, he tried to set me down in my chair but I whined and cried not wanting to be put down on the hard chair, my bum hurt. He gave in and sat me in his lap with the plate of food set in front of both of us, he started to feed me my food bite by bite, turn out I’m hungry, I ate the whole plate, laying my head on his chest once I was done.
“Hey, baby” Arianna says sitting next to me, she got out of her papa’s arms again, she doesn’t seem to be happy today.
“Hi, Ari” I say hardly lifting my head off his chest.
“You okay baby?” she asks me, I usually refuse to be called baby, but I’m allowing it this time since I was so tired and my head was supper heavy, I shook my head no, I wasn’t feeling good.
“What’s wrong Andy?” daddy asks me, but I just whine ready to get back to sleep, I’ll take the early night this time. I whined from all the tiredness I’m feeling now, I just wanted to lay back down and sleep, my head is super heavy over my head.
“Let’s get you ready for bed,” he says rubbing my back, I heard the others ask about me, he just told them I’m worn out from the museum.
He moved back to our room, all the spins, and the stairs, and the doors, they made my head hurt even worse now, I groaned in pain, this just hurt too much.
“Daddyy” I whined, while he just shushes me until he finally made it to our room, he took me toward the bathroom, now that I thought about it, I haven’t gone to the bathroom the whole day, and I’m not feeling the need to yet, which is weird.
He started to undress me, taking off all my clothes, then the pull-up, I’ve been in those all day, when he took it off, I could feel how heavy they were, that answered my question as to why I haven’t been to the bathroom today, I’ve been using the pull-up the whole day without even noticing. I turned completely red thinking about this, he changed me more than once today, is he going to make me wear them the whole time now, I don’t want to do that.
“I don’t want to bath” I say with a whine again, I’m too tired to sit down in the tub and get washed, I don’t want to bath at all, I whined and stomped my foot, I’m sick.
“Why not?” he asks still going with filling the tub for me.
“My head hurt” I explain to him, why I don’t want to bathe.
“Your head hurt?” he asks kissing my forehead, I was feeling hot, and tried to push him off me.
“You feeling warm, you feeling okay?” he asks me, I shake my head no, I was feeling anything but okay.
“Maybe we can just take a quick shower then,” he says turning off the water, and putting me in the tub, getting the showerhead and doing a quick wash all over my body, helping me feel much better, and ready to bed. I closed my eyes letting him take care of the rest, he’s going to dress me and put me in the bed anyway, he could do it with my eyes closed now, my head hurt too bad.