Shesmu (divinebutcher) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2012-07-30 09:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | sekhmet, shesmu |
WHO: Shesmu & Sekhmet
WHEN: Monday
WHERE: The Los Angeles house of Shesmu, Sekhmet and Hathor.
WHAT: Baby cute times and weird parentals
NOTES: Hope this is all alright, Charlie!
Shesmu still didn't know if he was a great father, but he did know that there had been a baby in his life for pretty much a year and it was still alive. It turned out babies were pretty resilient, something which he'd been overwhelmingly relieved to discover the first time Anouke had rolled off a table Shesmu had left her on. She'd had a bruise and cried for a while, but then she seemed fine.
What Shesmu did know - and this was without even the slightest doubt - was that he would rip apart anything that hurt Anouke. Even the thought of someone hurting her made him want to smash things.
Not that he needed to break things, because Anouke was trying to do a good enough job of that herself. Currently the most enjoyable thing in her little life was to knock over everything she could. (Shesmu's baby book said this was normal for her age. Shesmu was ashamed to admit that he had a baby book.)
"Come here, little monster," he said as he scooped up Anouke from where she'd been trying to pull all of dirt out of one of Hathor's last remaining indoor plants. "Look, your hands are all dirty," Shesmu said, carrying her toward the bathroom. "What would you mom say if she saw what a mess you are?"