//Be still my heart, Mike with his kids is just the cutest.//
Dim light filtered into your bedroom and raindrops beat against the window pane. Turning over you felt Mike’s side of the bed empty, which was nothing unusual. Slowly opening your eyes you stretched lazily.
After adjusting your eyes you saw the time, 7AM. Mike walked out of the bathroom, freshly showered, with just a towel slung around his hips. His face etched with worry. He had been fretting for two weeks over your daughters first day of preschool.
“Good morning, love”, he gave you a tight smile and kissed your head. Turning, he moved to the closet to change. He came out in cargo shorts and a T-shirt.
“Good morning. Are you ready for today?” You glanced at him trying to see his reaction.You already knew the answer. He stayed home to take Cora to school then pick her up.
He shrugged his shoulders and put his hands on his hips. “Does she really need to go to preschool? She could just go to Val’s’ still right? I mean she can teach her. She already knows her ABC’s, can count to like 1,000, she can even say some Spanish words.”
You smirked at him and shook your head. “Michael. She needs interaction from kids her age, other than her brother, plus she does not know how to count to 1,000.” You raised an eyebrow at him.
Crossing his arms he looked down at you, “This isn’t a joke, Y/N. What if she gets hurt? Or scared? Or she can’t make friends?”
Getting up from bed, you stood in front of him. “You sure are cute when you’re freaking out.” You reached up to ruffle his hair, but he ducked out of your way, making you laugh.
Cora came bounding into your room and jumped on the bed. “I’m going to school today! I’m going to school today!”
“Wouldn’t you rather stay home with Daddy today?” He pouted his lip which made Cora giggle.
“Daddy’s silly.” She pouted her lip to match Mike’s.
“Not sure silly is the word I’d use.” You winked at Mike.
After taking Isaac to school, you headed for Cora’s preschool. She chattered the whole way there.
Mike helped Cora out of her carseat and put her backpack over her shoulders. It was almost as big as her.
When you got to her classroom, the teacher greeted the three of you. She knelt down and asked Cora to find her name on her desk.
Mike reluctantly let go of her hand, “Love you Cora. Have fun.”
“Bye bye Mommy and Daddy!” And she was off exploring.
He took a deep breath, and squeezed your hand. “You were right. She’ll be fine.“
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