"No fair, daddy made me go to shops!" I say back, he's the one who should be sorry and not me.
"Madlyn, I can still s***k you" he warns me, not fair!
"Nu fair" I tell him stomping my foot down, it's either spankies or say sorry.
"I'm gonna count to three Madlyn" he warns mean papa! Where's dada when I need him!
With a big stomp I leave their room going down to search for daddy, the stairs are still a bit tricky to go down them, I have to hold the railing and go step by step or wait for one of my daddies to carry me down.
Being carried is always the easier option, but I'm not gonna call my papa for help, he's a meanie. One step at a time, I went down very slowly trying not to trip, why do we need to have so many stairs!
I felt strong arms pull me from the waist up, I screamed scare
