(𝐝𝐚𝐝!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) toddlers have different phases during their short years of life... like the no sleeping one, or refusing to have naps, get in the tub or keeping the diaper on.

damiano's personal favorite one is the "no" phase, the one you're in right now. nothing could’ve prepared him for this tiny, pajama-clad dictator who rules his life with one syllable. he still thinks you're the funniest, cutest creature to walk the earth. you say "no" all the time, even when you do want what he's asking.

he stays patient 95% of the time, but occasionally mutters, "i was nominated for a grammy and now i’m negotiating banana slices."

he tries reverse psychology... but you just scream more. "okay, i’ll eat your yogurt then…" "NO! MINE!" or he gives you three outfit options but you deny them all and just walk out in diaper and sunglasses.

yesterday's breakfast was something like... "want your purple cup?" "no." he gave you a blue cup. you had an instant meltdown. you wanted purple.

today, is lunch time, another show time.

"you loved pasta yesterday." he says, half amused, half tired, holding the fork close to your mouth.

you turn your head away. "no."

he scoffs a laugh and sits next to your highchair, he gives up and starts eating the pasta himself, you give him side eye and your hand moves to take a spaghetti from the plate. he looks at you. "seriously?"

you look at him like you didn't just pull a whole drama about it. "yummy."