Play With Them

EZEKIEL

“No, Dad, that’s not how you do it!” Vera giggled, reaching over to adjust the way I was holding the dolls.

We were now on the floor of Vera’s new room. I had a Barbie doll in each hand, trying my best to mimic what I thought was Barbie's behavior.

Vera was sitting across from me, her eyes wide with amusement as she watched me struggle to make the dolls interact.

I didn’t know that being a father would make me do this but fuck it. I’ll do anything to please my daughter anyway.

“Barbie has to talk like this.” Vera made her voice high-pitched and sweet, giving an exaggerated smile as she moved her Barbie doll around. “See? Like this.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle at how serious she was about it.

“Got it,” I said, trying to mimic her tone. “Like this?”

Oh Lord!

I made my doll talk in the way she showed me, and Vera nodded approvingly.

“Much better!” she exclaimed, clearly pleased with my improvement.

It wasn’t easy for me to play like this. I wasn’t used to it, and honestly,