"Now run over there and pull dad's stubble. Tell him mummy said he needs to shave." I told my three years old daughter.
"Won't that be painful mum?" She asked.
"No, it won't darling. It would just wake him up." I tried holding my laughter as my daughter walked up to him and pulled his stubble really hard.
"Fuck." Gray yelled in pain, as he felt pain in his stubble startling my little darling.
"Woah. Baby girl, it's fine. It's okay. Daddy didn't know it's you, you don't have to cry." He cooed, as Jamimah started crying.
"Mummy said I should pull it, to wake you up." One would have to listen pretty close before one is able to hear what she is saying.
"Oh mum. I know you are too innocent for that. You are my lovely heartthrob." Gray carried her up, kissing her cheeks as they walke
