Little Mischief
Little be.. well Little.I woke up to the sun shining through the curtains. No matter how many mornings I wake up to this the same radiating feeling it fills me with happiness. I knew I wouldn't have to wait long before my daddy to come get me from my crib. I know what you're thinking. A grown woman in a crib calling her husband Daddy. It works for us though. At twenty-three, I stand no more than five feet and a few inches. My body is petite but...