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Dec. 5th, 2011 04:07 pm "Daddy pay?" Santana looks down at her son (all dark eyes and hair with his Dad's same goofy adorable smile), holding up his father's Xbox controller. She tries to keep Owen away from Finn's stuff like that, less because she has an issue with him being exposed to that stuff and moreso because she'd be pissed if she had to buy him a new one.
"Hijo, Daddy's sleeping." She smiles, holding her hand out. Owen pouts, but he hands over the controller and she sits it on the kitchen counter. "You can ask him when he gets up. But first," She holds up the bowl she's stirring and the little boy grins, clapping his hands together.
"Foo!"
"Oatmeal. Come on." She kneels down, shifting Owen up onto her hip and sitting him in his highchair before she sits the bowl and one of his spoons in front of him. They're trying to get him started on feeding himself, so she's just gonna sit by and let him make a mess for a little bit before she steps in and tries to get some actual food into the kid.
"Hijo, Daddy's sleeping." She smiles, holding her hand out. Owen pouts, but he hands over the controller and she sits it on the kitchen counter. "You can ask him when he gets up. But first," She holds up the bowl she's stirring and the little boy grins, clapping his hands together.
"Foo!"
"Oatmeal. Come on." She kneels down, shifting Owen up onto her hip and sitting him in his highchair before she sits the bowl and one of his spoons in front of him. They're trying to get him started on feeding himself, so she's just gonna sit by and let him make a mess for a little bit before she steps in and tries to get some actual food into the kid.
