up until recently , jaden still needed to phone his mother to discern which drawer in the washer was for powder and which was for detergent . now he was cooking a full meal and , although there had been threats of cutting off the end of his finger when finely slicing courgette , the male hard emerged in one piece . added effort had been discussed at the crashdown — he was aware that he had been coasting , relying on the ladies in his life for support instead of making the effort to learn such things himself . now it was on his shoulders , and there was the hope that the change in him , although not perfect , would nudge the couple back in the right direction ; fixing their relationship because they wanted to , not because they felt inclined .
fingers mimicked the little wave of his daughter’s , greeted by a spurt of bubbly drool that frothed between the gummy beginnings of two front teeth . “ hi , sweetheart !! “ the male cooed in response , although the girl quickly lost interest and smacked together michelin-man palms as buffy inquisitively sniffed around her . turning his attention to his partner ( for that was the only way he could describe their unity ) , he raised both hands in surrender . “ okay , okay , so i know it looks like a bomb’s gone off in here , but i promise i’m only trying to make dinner for us all . “ gesturing to a blender full of mushy vegetable puree , he continued ; “ jacie gets the sludgy version , “ how could their little girl miss out on her father’s first real home-cooked meal ??
slopping out their daughter’s portion onto a plate , he then smothered both hands in the oven gloves and clumsily retrieved their bubbling meal from the oven . the scent of seasoned vegetables hit the male’s face in a warm waft . “ it’s not poisoned — i swear it , “
little hands that had been focused on waving ever since being picked up from her meemaw and peepaw’s , quickly find focus on something else , something much more exciting - buffy . juniper bends at the knees , allowing a slobbery , salmon colour tongue to greet her sister’s plump cheek as a happy hello . a good way to get rid of any excess baby drool . ❝ oh yum , jacie !! you get some delicious mystery smoothie . ❞ teeth grit , making eye contact with the blender which looked more so like a school science project than a home cooked meal . it wasn’t leaving her too hopeful for whatever jaden thought he was creating . if this was an episode of ‘ chopped ‘ , she didn’t want to be on it .
bib’s plucked from a kitchen hook and secured around a neck , still proudly looking like a roll of pilsbury dough . their daughter is pawned off to the straps of her high chair , freeing a mother’s arms , just in case . the steps taken over to the stove are ones with weary . slow , unsure of what’s about to emerge and whether or not it’s blackened to a crisp . hand braces against jaden’s back , peering cautiously out from behind him , nervous at what he thought he could whip up .
❝ not poison on purpose . wait — the fuck ?? ❞ she sizes up the dish . no mess of un-identifiable mush , no burnt , just a pan of attractively laid out vegetables . ❝ you’re lying to me !! you did not make that . because that actually looks kind of , like , sexy . and i know you don’t even know how to shop the vegetable aisle of a supermarket . who actually made this ?? ❞