Page 18 of Deciding for Little Dallas
She looked around the room, taking in all the bright colors. She was drawn to a soft pastel area that was clearly a reading nook. It had large bean bag chairs, and they made the room look so cozy. There was also a large art area, adult-size cribs like the one in their suite, mats with colorful blankets, highchairs, a large changing table, and a dollhouse Teefs was begging to explore.?
“As you can see, we have lots of toys to play with and lots of friends too. This is Hadley,” Nanny J introduced a Little girl, patting her on the head. Hadley was sitting at a table painting a kitty cat. “She and her Daddy are visiting for the week.”
She waved at Dallas. “Hadley is non-verbal, but she can communicate with you just fine.”
Dallas waved back. “I like your kitty cat.”
Hadley picked up a pink tablet and pressed something. “Thank you!” a voice said.?
“Nanny J! Nanny J!? Oh! Hi!” A Little boy came running toward Nanny J but stopped when he saw Dallas. “I’m Tommy!”
“Tommy, should you be running in the classroom?” Nanny J asked him, placing her hands on her hips.
“No, Ma’am,” he answered, his eyes comically big.
“Please go sit on the naughty chair until you can find your walking feet.”
“Yas, Ma’am,” he whined.
Nanny J waited until he was sitting in a blue chair facing the wall before turning back to Dallas and her Daddy.
“What kind of things do you like to do, Dallas?”
Scrubbing her toe on the ground, Dallas thought. “I like to paint and color.”
“Well, that’s perfect. Did you see our art area? You can use anything on this shelf to create your art,” Nanny J said, pointing to a shelf full of paper, paint, glue, scissors, and anything else a Little would need to create a masterpiece.
“That looks fun, right, Bitty?”
Dallas nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
“And I see a pretty dollhouse,” Pike said, leading her over to the area with Nanny J trailing behind.
“Teefs likes the dollhouse,” Dallas said, trying to sound braver than she felt.
“And we have rocking chairs so we can rock you if you need that, a changing table for diaper needs, and the best books for you to read,” Nanny J encouraged.
Daddy picked her up and settled her on his hip. “You’ll have so much fun tomorrow, Bitty.”
CHAPTER 8
“Daddy?”
Pike looked down at his Little one. “Yes, baby?”
“My feets hurts.”
Frowning Pike bent down in front of her to check her shoes. “Is it because of your new shoes?” he asked, picking up one foot and sliding the shoe and sock off. Her skin looked fine, no red marks or blisters he could find.?
“No. My shoes is comfy.”
“Why do your feet?hurt, Bitty Baby?”
“We’ve been doing lotsa walking.”
“Yeah, we have. Do you need a rest?” Pike asked. They had been exploring the Ranch since they’d finished their breakfast, only going back to their room once for a diaper change.? They were on their way to the indoor playground and arcade, but if she needed a rest, Pike would take her back to the room.
“No, just maybe you can carry me so my feets can has a rest,” she said, nodding confidently.
