Caesar and Nora were busy clothing Noah. The chubby little baby was a handful when it came to changing clothes and Nora always needed the assistance of another person.
Mostly Caesar was the one to help but every now and then Avery would help her out too or sometimes one of the maids did.
When they finally finished the almost impossible task they both took a breath of relief.
Noah kept staring at his sweater. His cheeks were blushed and bun like, it was so adorable one would just want to eat him up. He was like a little mochi.
Once Noah had enough of staring at his clothes he looked at his father and raised his arms up.
"Uhh!" He presented a demand.
His cute little gesture always meant one thing. 'Pick me up'
