"stop worrying, i'm not an idiot." damiano reassures bella, his older sister, your mom.

bella blinks, looking at him, your small backpack in her hands. "that's exactly why i worry."

he rolls his eyes. "it's not the first time i do this!"

you giggle looking up at him, hugged to his legs. oh, you love uncle dam.

he grins looking down at you, he hates kids, but not you. "see? she'll be fine."

your mom sighs dramatically, handing him your butterfly backpack. "whatever. her nap's at three, her snacks, toys and extra clothes are in the backpack. call me in case of anything." she emphasizes.

damiano scoffs as if he was exhausted of listening to her. "i will. we won't need you, though." he grins. "say bye bye to mama." he picks you up.

you giggle holding onto him, your favorite uncle. "bye bye, mommy!"