You were Simon's adorable baby. You were just learning how to talk and Simon was proud of your progress so far. He smiled, patting your head as you played with your toys.

Simon headed to the kitchen to grab your food but stubbed his toe in the couch. "Fuck!" he yelled in pain, reaching down to hold it.

You giggle, "Fuck!" you repeated, clapping your hands happily. Simon turned around, shaking his head immediately.

"No no no. Your mom is gonna kill me." he groaned, picking you up with a deep frown but he was impressed your first word was a curse word. You were definitely your father's child.