Nixon was sure he was going to lose his mind in the next two seconds if his lovely and lively daughter and niece didn't stop running around their little house like a maniac supplied with a couple bottles of energy shots. He ran a hand slowly through his hair and groaned out loud. He loved his little Lexi but she was going to be the death of him. Still, Nixon put a smile on his face and scooped the little maniac into his arms, peppering her face with kisses as she giggled and tried feebly to get away from him in her play. "It's time to get dressed, Lexi," he informed her as he took her to her bedroom then set her down on the plush carpet. "Go pick out your clothing, sweetheart." Nixon began to tidy up her bedroom, she was a spoiled little girl with more toys than he could count. When her parents, his sister and brother-in-law, died and he gained custody of Lexi, it seemed like everyone started donating and giving him both old and new things for Lexi considering he didn't have anything for her and her parents had had only the bare minimum in the first place. So know, she was spoiled with a princess bed and a matching bedding along with a dresser and two bed tables. She had numerous toys and a closet filled with clothes, some she hadn't even worn yet. He looked down at his little darling as she tugged on his slacks and presented to him the clothes she had decided she was gonna wear that day. "Alrighty," Nixon said, taking the clothes from her and lifting her onto the bed so he could help her get dressed. The whole process to an extensive ten minutes because she wouldn't stop signing to him log enough for him to get the shirt off and on her. Finally though he had her dressed and he set her down. "Okay. Time to go. Daddy has to get to work," Nix told her, grabbing a pair of slip on shoes for her and tossing them in her diaper bag before hoisting it on his shoulder and lifting her into his arms, holding on his hip with one arm and gathering the rest of the things he needed with his free hand. Finally, he got out the door and to the car. Nixon settle Lexi in her car seat and put a toy in her hand, closing the door and getting into the driver's seat. Nixon had to bring Lexi to work with him every day because he couldn't find a babysitter who could sign and deal with the fact that his daughter wasn't going to speak to the. It's not like she didn't have a choice in not speaking, she just didn't want. It was just the how the autism affected her, he couldn't help that. But because she was quiet and he had his own office, he was allowed to bring her. He honestly didn't know what he would do if he couldn't. Lexi didn't have school every day, only on the weekends, when he didn't work. Nixon arrived at the work building and gathered all his belongings and his little girl, taking her hand as he walked with her into the building. "Good morning, Sarah," he smiled, greeting the secretary that sat on the first floor. Lexi waved "Hi" to her as they passed and Nix grinned. She was such a social child despite the fact she didn't speak. He pushed the button to bring the elevator down and walked into it with Lexi, hitting the button for the 8th floor. When they arrived, he walked to his office and unlocked the door. "Here we go," he mumbled to himself as he let go of Lexi's hand and began to situate everything.
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