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“At least you’re having fun with this,” Veers grumbles, bouncing his two year old son in his arms. Zevulon shrieks with glee and flings the entire contents of his sippy cup, which he had somehow gotten the lid off of, into Veers’s face.
Veers spits out a little orange juice. He can feel drops of it rolling down his temple. “Buddy why?” he asks tiredly. His shirt is now uncomfortably damp.
Zevulon giggles and smushes the peanut butter on his father’s face farther into his cheek. “Dad!” he cheers. “Dad eat!”
“I’m sure you didn’t get this from me,” Veers says, surveying the utter mess of the dining room table. He hadn’t known that it was possibly for celery and peanut butter to get this kriffing messy.
“Dad eat!” Zevulon insists, jabbing him in the chin with a peanut butter coated celery stick. Veers sighs and takes a bite before his son can take his eye out with it.
He surveys the wreckage again. The bowl of peanut butter has been upended. There are raisins and bits of broken celery scattered across the table. The dregs of orange juice from the fallen sippy cup won’t stain the black carpet at least. Maybe he could suggest Zev for demolitions once he got old enough.
“Alright buddy,” Veers says, bouncing Zevulon in his arms again. “How are we going to get this cleaned up before your mom gets home?”
“Oh it’s too late for that, darling,” his wife says from the dining room doorway. He spins to face her, just in time for his surprised face to be front and center when she takes a holo of the carnage. She doesn’t look at all upset by the mess that’s covered over her lovely interior design work. Instead, her lips curve in an infinitely fond smile and laughter dances in the depths of her gorgeous brown eyes.
Force, he loves her so.
He opens his mouth to tell her. Zev screeches “Drink dad!” at the exact same moment. And the contents of Veers’s water glass hit him directly between the eyes.
“Zev,” he groans but it’s exasperation more than anything else. He can’t possibly be upset when his son is giggling and Myra is laughing her lovely laugh and the dining room is filled with sunlight.