"I'll feed you at home baby," he says but I keep whining, I want to eat now! I bite over his shirt trying to get my milky, he screams out in pain and pulls me back yet again.
"Madlyn, don't bite daddy. I'll get you a bottle in the car" he says making me cry, I don't want a bottle I want milky. He just bounced me around and took me to the car, he strapped me in the seat while I cried and screamed, he got the bag they always have when we go up and got a bottle ready. He gave me the bottle, I pouted and tried to push it away, but he still stuck it in my mouth and told me to eat, meanie daddy, but I'm hungry I'll take it.
I must have fallen asleep when I woke up, it was back in my daddies bed, papa was next to me snoring, I pocked his eyes giggling, he just snored and stayed asleep, I pocked
