"You better keep your word this time!"
Having been deceived too many times, Curly didn't really trust her mother's words anymore. Instead, she didn't forget to remind Adrian, "Daddy, don't get your hopes too high for Mommy's promises. The higher the hopes, the greater the disappointment."
"You little rascal, you're getting naughtier and naughtier."
Sienna put her daughter down, letting her go eat by herself. Curly, acting like a little lord, sat there, ordering Adrian to feed her.
"Eat by yourself! Don't make Daddy feed you; you're already three years old."
"Three years old is still a kid, you know." Curly sat in Adrian's lap, eating bite by bite. "Daddy, I don't like eating veggies. You eat them."
"Alright."
Adrian didn't like vegetables either, but since his daughter didn't, he ate them for her, leaving the beef for her to eat.
