Fiona’s POV
I never thought managing a child could be this hectic and tiring. Looking at Tamy I feel I was an innocent child and I never showed the tantrums as she does. Once I came back from Edmund’s room to Tamy’s she brought out 5-6 outfits with different cartoon characters on each of them in different colors and took almost fifteen minutes to finalize the nightsuit with tiny mini mouse images on it.
I took her to the washroom as she wanted to have a bath so I helped her come out of her clothes and soon she was sitting in the bathtub playing with the toys in the water.
I wonder from where she gets that much energy. I was helping her with bathing when she started throwing water at me by filling it in her small palm and I stopped her smilingly, “Tamy no” she threw more water saying, “N
