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1. I prefer sweatpants or gym shorts to pants 

2. I don’t like chocolate

3. Also, contrary to a certain stereotype I don’t like chicken

4. When I was about 10 or 11 I moved into my new house. I tried to impress the kids that lived next to us by doing a cool trick on my bike while riding down the hill that goes to our backyard, but I hit a hole and fell over my handle bars on the way down

5. Captain America is my favorite superhero

6. I have most of the choreography from High School Musical 1 and 2 still memorized to this day

7. tea > coffee

8. I really wanna run a half marathon and a marathon one day just to prove to my mom that I can do it

9. I love cheeseburgers to the point where it is just plain sad (also cheesesteaks and pizza)

I draw in boring classes to keep myself from falling asleep

I would like to one day be rich enough to buy Marilyn Monroe's last house

If I wasn't so set on writing for a living, I'd either be an actress or a criminal profiler. 

I prefer pubs to clubs, mostly because I haven't found a club that truly appeals to me yet

I'm a very forgiving person. Too forgiving.

When I was 11, I saved a girl from a riptide in Australia and she slapped me because wanted the cute lifeguard to save her. Bitch. 

My eyes are a boring brown

I don't eat hotdogs

I used to have a cat named Trouble and he was mischievous. 

A/N: I asked Karena to draw this picture for me after I saw the awesome pic she drew of Cam and Lilly! I always had this mental image of him carrying her like this when they were out somewhere. I'd looked for similar pics and couldn't find them! I was so ecstatic when she said she'd draw it for me and freaked out when I saw it today. Anyway...I wrote a drabble for it. This was also heavily influenced by Chrisette Michele's Your Joy. I hadn't heard it but Mikka sent it to me one time and it always kills me. In my head, it's what Sam is humming to her. Okay, shutting up now! I hope y'all like it! :)

::: In which Lilly lobbies against nap time.

"But, I'm not tired!"

Lilliana's pout was legendary--one that threatened to destroy every bit of her dad's resolve--but Sam stayed resolute, holding his arms out to his little girl, hoping the crooked smile he sent her way would coax her in quietly. 

He knew for a fact she was tired. She'd been showing the telltale signs for the last ten minutes--rubbing her eyes and stifling yawns. Her eyes had even started to droop, but the allure of the park around them kept her determined to fight it.

Sam knew his daughter, however. Bad things happened when she missed her nap--anyone in sight wilted under the weight of tired scowls, diva fits over the littlest things rocked the entire house, and cranky tears flowed until they drained every last bit of her energy--finally forcing her to succumb.

He'd seen it countless times. They all had. Sam wasn't risking any of that today.

He smiled when she simply sighed and stepped closer, allowing him to scoop her up.

"Cam doesn't have to take naps," the four-year old argued, her pout still firmly in place.

Sam laughed at that, settling her securely against him. "Cam's a teenager," Sam informed her. "He wishes someone would tell him to take a nap."

Sam smiled thinking of his son. He'd be getting home from soccer practice soon and nothing--not bouts of extreme weather, not the apocalypse, literally nothing--would keep Cameron from his bed after that. Except, maybe, the fridge--but, after that, it was definitely straight to bed.

He didn't know if that would ever be the case for Lilly, but he wasn't in any hurry to find out. He'd have fought her on naps everyday if it meant he could keep her this small forever.

Sam began the leisurely trip back to the house, humming softly to his baby girl as he went. He smiled as Lilly wrapped her arms around him, clutching the babydoll she insisted on carrying everywhere these days in her little hands. It'd been a gift from her mom in the weeks before and it'd been Lilly's constant companion since that day.

Mercedes had cleverly named the thing Adoll Jones. "Like Adele, but Adoll. Get it?" She'd promptly dissolved into the nerdiest giggles after that and Sam had internally cheered. It may have taken years and years and two kids, but she was finally as big a dork as he was. Or maybe she was just prone to terrible names--she had christened their first family pet 'Bob' after all--but, Sam wanted to believe the former, so he did.

He hoped she was home when they got back. Lilliana may not have wanted a nap, but Sam was definitely looking forward to one, cuddled right up to his wife for a couple hours before dinner.

"Can we come back tomorrow?" Lilly asked, and Sam chuckled as the question wrapped around a yawn.

"Sure. We can bring our bikes," he told her.

The pout finally lifted from Lilliana's face. She replaced it with a content smile and dropped her head onto his shoulder as Sam kept humming.

"I'm gonna put Adoll in my bike basket so she can come, too." Lilly's yawn was even bigger that time and Sam refrained from the 'I told you so' sitting on the tip of his tongue, choosing instead to lead her right to her dreams with his soft song.

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