Freya
I was sitting at the breakfast bar when I felt a pair of hands gently pulling on my skirt. When I looked down, I couldn’t help but smile when I saw a very cute little boy who’s looking at me with puppy blue eyes.
"Mommy, can I have stlawbelly ice cream for bleakfast?" The little boy asked me and throws a pout that he knows I can't resist. He's just the cutest little boy ever and now that he's looking at me with his puppy eyes and pouting lips, I can't help but have the urge to give this little boy everything that he wants.
"You know that you can only have an ice cream every weekend right? You're trying to get us into trouble with daddy, aren't you?" I reply to the little boy but he still throws me his puppy eyes and he's pouting at me as of begging me to just open the fridge and g
