My little Vicki...
She's going to be talking soon. Bra and Trunks haven't noticed this so much, but Vegeta knows the signs as well as I do, which means there has been a quiet war going on in this house lately (as if there ever isn't!) to see who gets to spend the most time with her for a little extra coaching.
He'll never admit to it, but he's trying. He got up early this morning and I assumed it was for training, but when I got up to start breakfast and walked through the living room, there they were playing on the floor, and Vegeta was saying in a tone of voice I didn't think was even possible for him, "Victoria, show Daddy your toy. Daddy, that's right. Come to Daddy." And then he saw me. "What are you looking at, woman? Your daughter is waiting for her breakfast."
Honestly, that man... *smirk*
He'll never win. But we're calling a truce for Friday night to go out to dinner. Bra has offered to babysit so we can't fight at the dinner table. I think we might even go out for a show afterwards. I'm looking forward to it.
But first, I'm going to spend some time with my daughter.
He'll never admit to it, but he's trying. He got up early this morning and I assumed it was for training, but when I got up to start breakfast and walked through the living room, there they were playing on the floor, and Vegeta was saying in a tone of voice I didn't think was even possible for him, "Victoria, show Daddy your toy. Daddy, that's right. Come to Daddy." And then he saw me. "What are you looking at, woman? Your daughter is waiting for her breakfast."
Honestly, that man... *smirk*
He'll never win. But we're calling a truce for Friday night to go out to dinner. Bra has offered to babysit so we can't fight at the dinner table. I think we might even go out for a show afterwards. I'm looking forward to it.
But first, I'm going to spend some time with my daughter.