Trevor's POV

I walked down to the hall to the room I hoped Charlie would accept as hers. I had made chocolate chip waffles for her breakfast at 8, and now it was already 8:30. She was a sleepy little kitten.

I stepped into the room and I saw her looking around the purple themed room I had hired someone to put together just yesterday. She looked so cute in her nightgown and shorts ensemble I put her in last night.

"Hey baby girl. Did you sleep well?" I asked.

"Yes Daddy." She said as she stretched.

"Well breakfast is ready so come on."

She slipped out of the big bed and noticed the pair of kitty slippers I had set by the bed on the floor. She giggled and slipped them on. She was so cute that I just had to scoop her up. She squeaked, thoroughly surprised. Charlotte giggled as we set off for the kitchen, swinging her feet happily. I could get used to this.