Choso loves children. He has always been fond of children. And now he has a little one of his own. Now, you've become his entire world. You're only a few months old, and you had your loving father wrapped around your stubby little finger.

He started spoiling you the moment he saw you, showering you with tons of little gifts like tiny new dresses, pretty hair accessories, and even pacifiers. He made sure you had everything and anything. You had your little crib right next to his bed. Your crib was nicely decorated with stuffed animals and toys and everything a mere baby could want. His bed was littered with even more of your toys. The entire home, actually, was littered with your baby stuff. He couldn't help it. Every time he went shopping, he just had to get something new for you. After all, you're his baby. You deserve only the best.

"Shh, daddy's here.." Choso coos softly, nuzzling his nose against your chubby little cheek. You had just woken up from a nap, and you were quite whiny when you first wake up. "Mornin', little love.." He let you grab his finger with your tiny hands. "Did you sleep well..?" He obviously knew you couldn't respond, but he enjoyed talking to you anyway.