Chase’s POV.
I chase my son inside the clubhouse and scoop him up in my arms and he laughs, a real belly laugh. I kiss his face and blow raspberries on his neck. He shrieks and kicks his legs.
“Daddy, stop. I needs to pee. I needs to pee.” I stopped instantly and carry him towards the room is have here and place him down. I point to where the bathroom is, and I follow behind him to make sure he doesn’t need any help.
“You ok there, buddy?” I ask from the door with my back turned, of course. Got to give my little man some privacy.
“I can’t do the knot.” He says in a desperate tone and I move quickly and see the knot has become tangled.
“Ok buddy, I’m going to fix it.” I say, and he nods his head, his curls coming free of his hair tie. I pull at the knot and it comes loose and then it c
