hmm to edit, or not to edit, I think I like him enough to keep him as is. even if he has little emo pants that are so not my style. Anyhoo, this is Easton Lachland, his traits are, if I can remember:

Loves Outdoors

Charismatic

Nurturing

Diva

Heavy Sleeper

I just rolled through, only two of those will help with his LTW to be a singer. but we shall see.

new one, might post more of him when ya know it’s not 3am.

No matter the sky is black or blue,
No matter there is stars or moon,
As long as your heart is true,
Sweet dreams will always be with You

The day went on with just the two of them. They played blocks, they took a nap, had dinner, and even had bath time. After a change of clothes for the both of them, (Zee told herself the fact that they matched was a fluke) She took Kemper or a stroll around the neighborhood before bed. She had wanted to take him to the park but by the time she put the stroller together she had enough time to make a lap around their house and back home before it got dark.

As she walked, the sound of the cool breeze and baby chatter warmed her heart a bit. Today she felt as if she had a purpose, not just sitting at home wondering what career path should she take. She felt content and solid. Yet somewhere in the back of her mind she knew she should be very worried about that feeling.

i’ve always had a problem with losing my heart to big bright eyes and a smile.

Breakfast ended with Kemper pushing his bowl off the tray and attempting to stand up in his chair and climb down himself. “Whoa there, Killer. I’m coming.” Zee plucked him from the chair. “Looks like you are trying to do big things here. Let’s see if you can walk for me.”

A few feet into the living room she set him on his feet. A smile crept it’s way up onto her face as the little one clung to her hands as if he didn’t want her to go anywhere. “I’m not leaving you, I just want you to show me what you can do.” Backing up a few steps she squatted down and held her arms open for the Kemper to walk into. Before she could fully open her arms all the way he was launching himself into them.

Breakfast was just like oiling a rusty machine for Zee. As soon as she put Kemper in his chair she was almost zapped back to the leery house hold helping out with her siblings. Checking the temp on the baby food she sat the bowl in front of Kemper and let him go at it. He was such an adorable tot, it was a shame he came from a she-devil like Tara.

The faces the Toddler made while eating were so cute Zee snapped a few pictures. She didn’t know how the baby’s childhood was going to go, but as long as he was in her care she would attempt to make it a normal one. And that included a baby book full of pictures of milestones. “Come on, Little Man. Smile for me!”

The next morning Zee found a note taped to her nightstand.

Zee, please look after Kemper I have to see if I can find Tara. I will try not to be long. -Laurent

Sleep fogged for a half a second, she rubbed her eyes and read the note again. Kemper, Oh, the baby. Sitting feet to the ground she checked the time, it was far too late, the baby had to be up by now. Taking the steps two at a time she entered Laurent’s room and found Kemper standing there bright eyed and looking for someone to care. “Hey there cutie, i’m sorry your Daddy just left you hanging. He’s new to this sort of thing. You should have seen him cursing all night trying to put together your crib and high chair. let’s go get some grub, buddy.”