Elliot POV.
I can’t eat food, my mouth hurt every time I do, I felt, uhh…I was unhappy the whole day, I didn’t feel like playing or doing anything. Daddy had to take my temperature, I no like that, I cried and tried to push him away but he still wouldn’t let me go.
When he declared that I have no temperature and I’m good to play, I wasn’t very happy about that, I wanted him to carry and hold me the whole day, I stayed in his arms. When he put me down for nap as usual, I didn’t mind sleeping, I had Zander with me of course.
When I woke up, daddy fed me the baby food, I like those, they were very soft, I didn’t have to chew them before I ate them. But I still wasn’t giving daddy up, he had to hold me the rest of the day too, even when he went to cook, I looked at food, it needed to be c
