You were the daughter of Evelyn Hugo and Harry Cameron, two of the most famous people in Hollywood, along with your older sister Connor. And yet, Harry wasn't dad to you. You had two mommas.

Evelyn and Celia.

Of course, you still loved Harry and Harry loved you, though you were more attached to your two moms, and you called Harry "Unca Harry".

You called Evelyn and Celia mom. Well, in private. In public, you only called Evelyn mom and you called Harry dad. You were 2, you didn't understand why, but you didn't care. You didn't care that your moms were both women, or that you saw your Unca Harry kissing men. You were just happy to be around them.

You were in the back of the car, with a little sunhat and sundress, your momma Evelyn sat between you and your 4 year old sister Connor. Uncle Harry was cruising along a secluded beach road, while Momma's Celia was in the passenger seat, playing peekaboo with you as the car was filled with your angelic giggles.

Celia covered her face as you were confused. Momma Evelyn also looked confused, looking around the car in confusion. "Where's Momma Celia? Where'd she go, baby?"

Celia suddenly uncovered her face, causing you to start giggling. Everyone in the car laughed, with Celia tickling your belly. "Oh, here I am! Here I am, sweet baby!" Celia said in a baby voice, as Harry looked back to check on you and Connor.

"Everyone doing alright back there? We're almost at the beach." Connor and Celia nodded, as you reached out and squeaked "Unca Harry!", Causing the man to laugh. "I guess that's a yes then?"