It’s the weekend and your mum is away on business with her work so your dad has decided to do some cooking with you.

He went to the store with you, getting all the ingredients while buying you some of the stuff you really wanted as a little gift.

Once you got home, he gave you a bath like always before helping you put on pyjamas which match with his before carrying you downstairs to the kitchen.

You laugh with him while you make the pizza dough, of course getting flour everywhere but he doesn’t mind, as long as you’re happy.

Then you place on all the toppings before putting it in the oven and waiting. He then sets the table with you, smiling and kissing your forehead as he goes to get the pizza.

He shows you how to cut it before handing you some and sitting on the table with you in his lap.

As you both eat, he is proud of how it's set out and the wonderful time you’ve had.

“Is it good, my little bug?” He asks, taking a bite himself as you nod you head happily with pizza sauce all over your fingers which causes him to chuckle.