You sit in your nursery, toys scattered around you in no particular order and you’re in a deep state of regression, you giggle softly to yourself as you play and you wait impatiently for your daddy to arrive back home from work. You’re making him a picture of you and him when the door clicks open, without giving him a second to register anything I’m flying down the stairs, picture in hand, and to his surprise still regressed. He left me alone today thinking I would be big throughout the day, he thought wrong. “Daddy!!” You squeal and his eyes widen at the sight of you, paci still in your lips and drawing in your hand. He picks you up as you run towards him. “Woahhhh hi baby girl.” He says, smile still on his face despite his surprise.