Kelvin's POV.
Chizzy kept clinging to me like I was gonna leave if he dared to blink. I can't remember how many times he called me daddy in just a few hours. I stopped counting at hundred. Daddy, this is my new shirt, daddy do you like my toy, daddy my favourite colour is green, daddy your hair is black. He just feeds on my attention and I can't ask for more, this is just the simplest definition of happiness.
It was getting dark and we just finished dinner. Hazel headed to her room and Chizzy grabbed my trouser again saying," daddy, I want you to bath me this night, aunty Hazel has bathed me before, mummy has bathed me too, you're the only one left."
I looked at Alice to save me but she turned away looking the other way letting out a chuckle. I have not bathed a child before and as a p
