Will buying toddler clothes for Mia is something so funny and cute to my, I can't stop thinking about it 🙊

Will Graham had faced a lot of horrors in his life. He’d seen crime scenes that would make a grown man weep. He’d stared into the abyss of the human soul. He had fought sleep deprivation, emotional instability, and his own self-destructive tendencies.

But nothing had prepared him for the absolute nightmare that was shopping for toddler clothes.

He stood in the middle of the baby aisle, surrounded by an explosion of pastel chaos. Pinks, blues, yellows, tiny floral prints, polka dots, ducks. Why were there so many ducks? He rubbed his temples.

Mia was perched in the shopping cart, happily chewing on her own fist, completely unbothered by her father’s impending mental breakdown.

He picked up a tiny pink onesie with a bunny on it. “This is cute, right?” he muttered, showing it to Mia.

Mia blew a raspberry. Not helpful.

He grabbed a dress—frilly, full of lace, something that looked like it belonged to a doll from the 1800s. He held it up. “Nope. She’d kill me,” he muttered, tossing it back.

Then he made the mistake of looking at the sizes.

“12 months, 18 months, 2T… What the hell is 2T?” He squinted at the tag. “Who decided toddler sizing should be like reading ancient runes?”

A woman passing by gave him a sympathetic look. “How old is she?”

Will glanced at Mia, who had now stolen a pack of socks and was trying to eat the packaging. “Uh, almost two.”

“Then 2T should work!” she said cheerfully before disappearing down another aisle, completely oblivious to the existential crisis she had just caused.

He threw a couple of random outfits into the cart—some little overalls, a t-shirt with a weirdly aggressive-looking giraffe on it, a dress with strawberries because that seemed safe—and then he saw a tiny, soft, navy-blue hoodie.

It was the exact shade of his own favorite hoodie, the one he wore on days when he wanted to disappear into himself. It even had a little pocket in the front. She’d look just like him.

Without hesitation, he grabbed it.

Mia clapped her sticky hands together, delighted by absolutely nothing.

Will sighed, shaking his head. “You are the easiest part of this, you know that?”

She giggled. He took that as agreement.