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Arthur loved his nursery. He spent most of his time in there, and Oscar loved seeing how happy he was in there. Oscar kept a few toys in the living room, just in case, but Arthur played mostly in his nursery. All his favourite toys were in there so why would he want to leave and play somewhere else?
“Hey Arty baby. What you doing?” Oscar leaned against the doorframe, looking into the room and Arthur laying on the floor.
“Cars daddy.” Arthur didn’t look up from where he was pushing a red Ferrari car around his car mat.
“Can I play?” Oscar slowly stepped into the room, sitting on the floor across from Arthur.
“Yes daddy. Here.” Arthur handed Oscar a papaya orange car.
“Thanks baby.” Oscar took the charm pushing it around the mat with Arthur. The two played together for several minutes, pushing the cars around the mat together. Before long Arthur got bored, leaving the cars on the mat and going over to his little table to colour.
“Daddy, colour.” Arthur called Oscar over, wanting his daddy to come and colour with him.
“Before we colour let’s get you changed.” Oscar could see that Arthur’s diaper was starting to sag slightly under his pants.
“But daddy.” Arthur whined.
“I know daddy is very mean but you don’t want a rash. Your colouring books will still be there when we’re done. I promise.” Arthur took Oscar’s hand and laid down on the low change table against the wall. Arthur was still pouting as Oscar pulled his pants up again.
“Colour now?” Arthur asked as Oscar helped him stand back up.
“Yeah baby, let’s go colour.” Oscar sat at the table with Arthur, accepting the colour book he was given while Arthur set across from his a bucket of crayons between them.
“Thanks daddy.” Arthur said, looking up from his colour page after a few minutes of colouring.
“For what?”
“For loving me.” Oscar smiled at Arthur’s words.
“Come here baby.” Oscar held his arms open for Arthur. Arthur rushed around the table, dropping to sit in Oscar’s lap and snuggling into his arms.
“Love you daddy.” Arthur laid his head on Oscar’s shoulder.
“I love you too Arty.” Oscar tightened his arms around Arthur and pressed a kiss to his head, cherishing the moment together.