[TM] 307 - Trick or Treat
"You shouldn't encourage her like that Robin," Bob intoned toward his wife. The sound of a gleeful little blonde girl racing around the lower floor of the house was nearly drowning out his none too subtle request.
"She's having fun, let her have a little fun Robert, when was the last time you had fun? All you do is work, and I haven't seen you actually get any sort of thanks for it either," Robin replied as she moved toward the hallway. Pressing along the side of the doorway she watched her daughter run around in her little pleated red skirt and matching sweater vest. Blonde hair pulled up into pig tails, curled at the ends, bounced as she ran around with her little pom poms.
When she spotted her mother she raced toward her, colliding with her legs and clinging to them for dear life. Three years old was just old enough to like being dressed up in something new, but still too young to actually understand why going trick or treating was more about the candy then the costume.
Big blue eyes looked up at her mother, thinking how tall she seemed to her, wondering if she'd get that tall too. The pom poms dropped out of one hand, making a soft plastic sound as she buried her face against her mother's jeans. It was preference really, she loved her Daddy but he was always working, always too busy. He never seemed really interested, and even at three Elle could tell the difference between the way her mother loved her and the way her father did.
"Can we, are we going to go to the houses? The houses that are going to give me candy?" Elle chewed on her bottom lip as she glanced up to Robin, tugging on the hem of the skirt for a moment. It was quickly abandoned as she noticed her shoe was untied. Letting go of her mother's leg she dropped to the floor and pulled the shoe off to hand to her, "It came undone again."
"Elle, you should learn how to tie that yourself," Bob had moved from his usual spot behind his desk in the office to looming beside his wife. It seemed as if he would've taught her how to do it himself, if he actually had the time. "Let your mother show you how." With that he pressed a kiss to Robin's cheek and patted Elle atop her head, heading toward the front of the house and to another meeting that Robin really didn't understand the need for.
"Is, is Daddy going to come back? For candy?"
Robin knelt down to her daughter, taking the small tennis shoe in her hand to put back onto Elle's foot and tie again. "Not tonight sweetie, but we'll make sure to save him the kind he doesn't like. That'll teach him right?"
Giggling Elle nodded, watching as her mother tied her shoe once more. Turning slightly she looked over her shoulder and watched her father walk away from them. Maybe one day he'd stay, maybe one day she could make him want to stay.
"She's having fun, let her have a little fun Robert, when was the last time you had fun? All you do is work, and I haven't seen you actually get any sort of thanks for it either," Robin replied as she moved toward the hallway. Pressing along the side of the doorway she watched her daughter run around in her little pleated red skirt and matching sweater vest. Blonde hair pulled up into pig tails, curled at the ends, bounced as she ran around with her little pom poms.
When she spotted her mother she raced toward her, colliding with her legs and clinging to them for dear life. Three years old was just old enough to like being dressed up in something new, but still too young to actually understand why going trick or treating was more about the candy then the costume.
Big blue eyes looked up at her mother, thinking how tall she seemed to her, wondering if she'd get that tall too. The pom poms dropped out of one hand, making a soft plastic sound as she buried her face against her mother's jeans. It was preference really, she loved her Daddy but he was always working, always too busy. He never seemed really interested, and even at three Elle could tell the difference between the way her mother loved her and the way her father did.
"Can we, are we going to go to the houses? The houses that are going to give me candy?" Elle chewed on her bottom lip as she glanced up to Robin, tugging on the hem of the skirt for a moment. It was quickly abandoned as she noticed her shoe was untied. Letting go of her mother's leg she dropped to the floor and pulled the shoe off to hand to her, "It came undone again."
"Elle, you should learn how to tie that yourself," Bob had moved from his usual spot behind his desk in the office to looming beside his wife. It seemed as if he would've taught her how to do it himself, if he actually had the time. "Let your mother show you how." With that he pressed a kiss to Robin's cheek and patted Elle atop her head, heading toward the front of the house and to another meeting that Robin really didn't understand the need for.
"Is, is Daddy going to come back? For candy?"
Robin knelt down to her daughter, taking the small tennis shoe in her hand to put back onto Elle's foot and tie again. "Not tonight sweetie, but we'll make sure to save him the kind he doesn't like. That'll teach him right?"
Giggling Elle nodded, watching as her mother tied her shoe once more. Turning slightly she looked over her shoulder and watched her father walk away from them. Maybe one day he'd stay, maybe one day she could make him want to stay.