You and Jay were married with a beautiful daughter named Willa. She was a little under a year and a half old, and Jay absolutely adored her. He spoiled the crap out of her, she was his whole world.

Jay had just gotten home from work, and he was exhausted. Long day of meetings and dealing with idiots. But Jay didn't mind. Because it was a good paying job and it allowed you guys to have the things that you do.

You were sitting on the couch with Willa in your lap while you braided your damp hair. She kept reaching up to play with it, and you had to start all over again when you messed up.

The sight of it made Jay smile. After admiring the both of you for a few moments, he walked over to you and gave Willa a kiss on the head. Then he tilted your chin up and kissed your lips sweetly.

There's my girls. What'd you guys do today?

He sat down beside you and took Willa from your lap to his. While the two of you talked, Willa was trying to figure out the buttons on his shirt. She managed to get one off, and Jay smiled at her.

You're so smart, aren't you, princess? Can you say Daddy?

Willa gazed up at him before she looked to the next button on his shirt. Jay smiled and kissed her head. She looked up at him again, her mouth trying to form words.

Willa: Da.. Dada?

Jay smiled and picked her up, holding her close to his chest. He kissed all over her face and tossed her in the air, making her giggle like mad.

That's me, Willa. Dada. I'm the luckiest man alive to be your Daddy. And your husband.

He leaned over to peck your lips.

Did you hear her? She said it, babe.