Title: The Innocence of Toddlers
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own the boys, I just like to play with them.
Challenge Phrase: lap
Word Count: 100
Other Participants: Too numerous to mention.
Pulling a three year old Sammy into his lap as he sat at Dean's bedside, John tried to shush the crying toddler. "Shhh, Dean's going to be okay tiger, he's just sick is all."
"But him gots da spots all ober him Daddy." Sammy cried upon seeing the blister like spots that covered Dean's body.
"They're called chicken pox Sammy, they'll go away soon." John replied as he gave his youngest a comforting hug before reaching out to palm Dean's forehead.
"Does dat mean that Deanie gonna turn into a chicken?" Sammy questioned innocently, placing his thumb in his mouth.