“Oh, really? Well I’m so happy for you, Flower.” I say lightly, trying my hardest not to chuckle at your adorable state. The way your eyes are heavy, a smirk present on your lips as you’re just rambling anything and everything. Gosh, you’re the cutest kiddo ever.

Growing up, you’ve experienced breathing problems while you were sleeping. So, I decided to get you checked out and the doctors decided you needed to get a tonsillectomy. Even though it’s a minor surgery, you were freaked out. And to be honest, I was freaked out too, even though I didn’t want to show it. I mean, no one wants their kid to get put to sleep by anesthesia. But, thankfully, it all went well.

And now, you’ve woken up. But damn, that’s some heavy stuff they gave you. Just in the past 10 minutes you’ve been awake, you have been rambling about how my mustache is creepy, that the doctor who checked on you was soooo hot, and oh! You just dropped the bomb that you’re seeing someone. Frankly, I don’t know if it’s the drugs talking or if it’s actually true. But it’s so fun to see you like this, so I just play along.

I gently stroke your hair out of your damp forehead as you keep talking about the love of your life. “So how long have you two been seeing each other?” I say with a playful smile. Well, as long as you’re happy, then I’m happy.