Once I got to my room, I looked at Harry. "Harry, I'm going to take a shower, you should pick out my clothes for me!" I said with my Innocent look and smiling at him. He groaned and said, "Fine. What are you in the mood for wearing today?" I sighed knowing he wouldn't get out of it. "Depends on the weather." I said smiling and running into the bathroom going to take my shower. He screamed through the door, "It's gonna be cold today!" I laughed and said, "okay! Pick me out semi warm clothes!"
Once I was done taking my shower, I got out and dried off. "Harold, you better have my clothes my ready for me!" I giggled at myself for saying Harold. "I have your clothes, love!" He yelled through the door at me. I reached my arm out of the door to have him give me my clothes.
"Why is your arm outside of the door?" Harry chuckled while poking my arm. Once he stopped poking me, baby Dillon walked in. "Red, Red, Red!" He squealed out as he tried to find me. "Babyboy, I'm in the bathroom, can you hand me my clothes baby?" I asked Dillon, I peeked out into my room to see Dillon tug on Harry's shirt and give him the 'I have no idea where her clothes are' look and put his hands up in defeat. I giggled and watched as Harry handed Dillon the clothes and Dillon walked to the bathroom and walked in. "Here you go Red!" He said and quickly walked out to I'm guessing Harry, because I heard them talking to each other.
I put my clothes on and walked out of my bathroom to see Harry tickling Dillon and letting Dillon tickle him.
5 words for y'all. Cutest Thing I've Ever Watched.
Once they noticed me in the room, they looked at each other, then back at me. I looked at them then said, "What are y'all looking at?" They laughed and ran towards me, Harry picked me and Dillon up and placed us on the bed. Once I was put on the bed, they started tickling me and I was screaming and laughing. Dillon put his hands over my mouth and said, "Shhhhhhh. Red, you're to loud!" in his cute little baby voice.
I giggled and said, "okay baby, I'm sorry." I winked at Harry and picked Dillon up swinging him around and making him laugh. Dillon was my sunshine. He always will be. He's like my child, even though he's technically my son as well. He's my god son, so I mean.. Ya know.
As I stopped and just held onto Dillon, Harry walked up behind us and held onto my waist. What's weird is I was standing in front of my body length mirror and I was facing it. So I was holding Dillon, and Harry was holding onto me. It was like a relationship goal type picture. It looked as if it was a perfect picture.