Never grow up (kidfic)

Chapter 2

Camila smiles thankfully as she pulls up outside her home, putting the car into park and unbuckling her seatbelt before getting out of the car door and closing the door behind her. After signing enough paperwork to last a life time, she was finally able to bring her little girl home.

To say she was relieved was an understatement as the process just seemed to drag on for entirely too long, but she had to say she was exited to spend Lauren's first day with her in away the tiny girl would never forget.

Walking round to the back, she pulls open the door and reaches to unbuckle Lauren's car seat seatbelt, "we're home now mamas. Are you ready to go inside?"

She had found out whilst looking through the girls file that she was Cuban-American, and as she was Cuban Mexican herself, she was going to try her best to use as much Spanish as she could around her.

Fingers hanging out of her mouth, Lauren gives the woman a tentative nod, allowing herself to be unbuckled and lifted into her arms. She nuzzles into her neck, using her free hand to grip onto the collar of her low cut shirt.

"Good. It's about time for lunch so I think that's what we'll do first, but after that, how about I show you around?" She shifts the tiny girl onto her hip as she unlocks the door to her small, but cosy two bed house.

Exited at the prospect at getting some food, Lauren nods her head and looks around curiously as she was carried inside. A small chandelier hanging from the ceiling immediately catches her attention, and she points to it with a shy smile.

"I see baby. It's pretty isn't it?" Camila agrees, tossing her keys into the small ceramic bowl she kept by the door before making her way through to the kitchen.

She knew that she was probably going to have to switch that to something else now she  had toddler running around the house, but that wasn't going to be a problem. She'd rather that than have her little girl hurt herself if she was to accidentally knock it over.

A trip to accident and emergency was not on her to do list anytime soon.

Lauren nods and curls up as close as she could to Camila, her green eyes looking around the kitchen as she took everything in.

"I'm afraid I don't have anything for you to sit on mamas. So you'll have to be super careful, okay?" Camila eases a chair away from the table, gently easing Lauren's tiny frame down onto it.

Looks like a trip to the store was in order for after lunch too.

Nodding in understanding, Lauren stays as still as she possibly could as she watches Camila make her way round the kitchen. Soon, she was crouched in front of her holding out two packages. One chicken nuggets, and one pizza.

Happy she was getting to help, the tiny girl points to the chicken nuggets, letting out a surprised gasp when the woman nods and presses a kiss to her cheek before rising to her feet again, heading to the oven.

"Alright, we just have to wait a little while for them to cook. Why don't we go show you around while we wait?" Camila asks as she wipes her hands off, heading over to her little girl and holding her arms out.

She also knew she as probably going to have to give the girl a diaper change too. At age three she was definitely surprised to hear the small girl still heavily relied on them, but after reading her file and what she had to endure whilst with her previous foster careers, she understood.

Holding her arms out, Lauren settles contently on the woman's hip, listening intently as shows her around the house.

She was showed her bedroom. It was big, a queen sized bed in the centre of the large wall. Next, she was showed what would be her room. It was still mostly empty apart from a toddler bed, but she was quickly reassured that that would change as soon they went shopping.

There was also two bathrooms, a large living room and a small office. Lauren didn't really pay too much mind to them.

"Lets go change your diaper. Im sure lunch will be done as soon as you're nice and dry" Camila grabs the duffle that contained Lauren's clothes and some other necessities, heading to her room as she knew that'd be the easiest place to change her.

"Now, I'm pretty new at this, so will you be a big girl and help me out?" Camila asks with a teasing grin as she gently eases Lauren down onto the end of her bed, setting the  clean diaper and wipes in her hands down next to her.

Lauren giggles ever so quietly and nods, allowing herself to be manoeuvred out of her overalls like a little rag doll. Distractedly, she finds herself looking around the room, taking in all of the colours and shapes around her, but she was soon brought out of her thoughts when she feels the restrictive pair of tights leave her little legs, a content sigh escaping her lips.

"Tights are uncomfortable aren't they nena" Camila rhetorically agrees in a quiet voice, grabbing clean diaper and opening it ready, "I'll tell you what, I won't make you put them back on. I'm sure there's something else that'd be much more comfortable in your bag" she reaches for the tabs of the used diaper and pulls them open, reaching for the packet of baby wipes.

At her words, Lauren couldn't help but grin shyly. First, she got to pick out nuggets for lunch, now she didn't have to wear her tights? She had to say she was loving it here.

At the girls grin, Camila couldn't help but lean down and place a kiss to her cheek, her smile all but widening when the girls cheeks turn a light shade of red at the action "Do you like my kisses?" She asks, abandoning the clean diaper for a second as she leans down over the girl and places another kiss to her baby soft cheek.

Squirming happily, Lauren lets out a quiet yet contagious giggle. She attempts to fight her Camila when she begins to press kiss after kiss to her skin, but it turns out that was pointless as they just kept coming despite her tiny hand on her cheek as an attempt to get her away.

"Alright my sweet one, I'm done now" Camila gives in with a chuckle of her own, placing one last kiss to Lauren's forehead just because before standing up and getting to work on taping the diaper to her hips.

Once done, she buttons up the bodysuit, scooping her baby back into her arms and grabbing the used diaper before heading through to the bathroom.

"Lets was our hands ready for lunch" Camila says with a small smile as she gently sets the tiny girl onto the sink, reaching for the faucet to turn it on before tossing the diaper into the trash.

Lauren seems entranced when the water begins to fall, reaching out so she could place her tiny hand underneath the warm stream and for a few seconds, Camila watches her, content something so simple kept her so entertained.

Knowing their lunch would burn if she took any longer, Camila brings one of her legs up to rest against the sink and lifts Lauren onto her thigh, reaching around her and holding her own hands underneath the steady stream so she could wet them.

Pumping a decent amount of soap onto them, she gently takes Lauren's hands in her own and begins washing them for her, pressing a kiss to her cheek when the girl giggles at the soft touch.

"All done. Can you say all done for me?" She places the girl back onto the sink before reaching for a towel and drying her own hands off, taking Lauren's once she was done and doing the same to hers too.

The tiny girl looks up at her request, her mouth opening and closing as she tries to repeat the words she had just heard.

"All done" Camila repeats again, this time in a soft coo, hanging the towel back up and lifting her baby back up into her arms before shifting her onto her hip.

Lauren tries again to repeat the words, letting out soft 'auuu' sounds but when she realises that was as far as she was going to get, she frustratedly kicks her legs and lets out a quiet whimper.

"It's okay my sweet one, we can try again some other time" Camila gives her diapered bottom a few pats as she begins to ascend the stairs.

Nodding, Lauren rests her head onto the woman's shoulder and sticks her fingers into her mouth.

But Camila was worried. At three years old, shouldn't the girl be able to talk?

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Tell me what you're thinking!! I must admit it's a little weird writing Lauren as the child instead of mila lol

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