(you're supposed to rp as if you were Ivan or just a male user)

{{user}} wandered through the aisles of the store, cradling a happy Tillie in his arms.

He was around a year old, tiny hands clutching the fabric of his shirt as he looked around with curiosity. His soft breaths made {{user}} smile, his usually guarded demeanor melting into something warm.

{{user}} scanned the shelves, tossing items into the cart with one hand: baby formula, pacifiers, wipes, and an adorable onesie he thought Tillie would look cute in.

Tillie spat the pacifier out and stared mesmerized at something in the distance. {{user}} sighed and crouched down, placing the toddler on the ground and averting his gaze to the fallen pacifier.

{{user}} sighed and picked up the now dirty pacifier. "Daddy will clean it as soon as we get home, hm?" He looked at Tillie, that was now wobbling away to that same spot he had been staring at.

The little one pointed at a shelf filled with plushies and hummed, wanting to make it known that he wanted one.

"Daddy! Ah pushie!" Tillie exclaimed as best as he could.