Sandy feet
Steve was gathering all the ingredients that they needed to make chocolate chip pancakes.
Peter was dumping the bowl of sugar into the other bowl so Steve could mix it.
“I wanna sit on the counter” Peter said and lifted his arms up to Steve.
“Alrighty, up you go” Steve lifted Peter up and sat him on the counter.
“Can you keep mixing it while I dump it in?” Steve asked Peter and Peter nodded his head.
Tony handed Steve the mixer then started to dump all the ingredients in.
The flour went all over Peters face and made him sneeze. Steve quickly moved the bowl away so he wouldn’t sneeze in it.
“Are you good?” Tony asked after Peter sneezed a bunch of times.
Peter looked up at Tony and nodded.
“I’m okay” Peter reassured.
Tony laughed and handed his son a wet cloth to wipe his face.
Peter grabbed it from Tony and wiped his face then playfully threw it at Tony.
“You boys better stop if you want some chocolate chip pancakes” Steve warned and Peter and Tony both froze and looked at Steve innocently.
They both knew that Steve was not joking and that he actually would not let them eat the chocolate chip pancakes.
“No, Papa. We’ll stop” Peter laughed and held up his arms. Steve just laughed and ruffled Peters hair.
They finished making the pancakes and then Tony grabbed the plates so they could go eat it outside.
Peter ran ahead of Tony and almost made Tony drop the plates in his hand. Tony rolled his eyes because Peter would always do these things.
Tony and Steve both knew that Peter was a hyperactive child and that he was always running somewhere or bouncing around. They both were very familiar with Peter constantly moving around and not being able to sit still for too long.
“Peter, sit down” Steve said as he came out with the pancakes.
Peter didn’t listen to Steve and kept rumbling around so Steve walked over and grabbed Peters arm.
“Let’s try to relax for a bit and eat some pancakes” Steve said gently knowing that getting mad at Peter would not make the situation any better.
Peter stopped jumping and then grabbed Steve’s arm so that Steve could swing him over onto the chair.
Tony laughed at Peters childish ways and sat down next to him. Steve came over and sat across from the two. Tony handed Peter the syrup and Peter started pouring it all over his pancakes but Tony grabbed it from him because if Peter ate too much he would literally be jumping on the walls.
They ate their chocolate chip pancakes with Peter finishing first and getting up to go to the edge of the pool.
“Get over here” Steve said firmly because Peter that he was not allowed near the pool without his life jacket especially after he just finished eating.
“But Papa,” Peter whined “I want to go swimming”
“You have to wait for dad and I to finish, and your food needs to settle” Steve waved Peter to come over so Peter slowly walked over to his Papa and leaned against the man.
Steve picked Peter up and placed him on his lap while he continued to eat. Peter laughed from his spot on his Papas lap.
He knew he was probably too old to be sitting on his Papas lap like this but he didn’t really care. He liked it when his dads babied him sometimes.
He would never say it out loud but it was true, he liked it when his dads babied him. Sometimes though, other times it’s really annoying and embarrassing and not necessary but he still liked it all the other times.
Steve tickled Peters naked stomach which caused Peter to squirm out of Steve’s lap laughing.
“Dad and I are gonna clean up then we can go swimming so go get the sunscreen” Steve said standing up and grabbing the plates to bring them into the kitchen. Tony followed with the rest of the stuff.
Peter already knew where the sunscreen was so he ran to go get it. He put some on his face and arms then went to go see if his dads were ready.
“I’m ready to go swimming now” Peter ran into the kitchen to tell them.
“Did you put your sunscreen on?” Steve asked drying his hands on a dish towel.
Peter nodded “yep” he popped the ‘p’
Steve walked closer to his son to get a close look at him. He did believe Peter but he could tell that Peter didn’t go a good job of putting it on so he grabbed the sunscreen off the table and squeezed some into his hand.
Peter backed up “what are you doing?”
“Putting sunscreen on you because you missed a few spots... everywhere” Steve continued to rub it in his hands then he started putting it over Peters arms and back then moving down to his stomach and legs then his face.
Steve pulled the waist ban of Peters swimming shorts back so he could go around it with sunscreen so he didn’t miss any spots.
“All done” Steve announced just as Tony came back out wearing his bathing suit.
Peter excitedly ran to the pool with his dads following him. He didn’t put his life jacket on because he knew that he would be allowed to swim without his life jacket as long as his dads were swimming with him.
Steve got into the pool and Peter waited for him to swim to the deep end so he could jump in and have his Papa catch him.
Once Steve made it to the deep end Peter jumped in and let his Papa catch him.
Steve knew that Peter wasn’t a very strong swimmer. They tried to teach him many times but nothing really seemed to stay with Peter.
They didn’t give up but they just put Peter in a life jacket to make sure that he was safe unless either Steve or Tony was with him then he didn’t have to wear one.
Steve caught his son as he jumped into the pool and then held him as Peter tried to swim.
Steve was an excellent swimmer. He used to be on a swim team from the age of 12-19 when he was younger and he has two gold medals to prove it.
Peter wanted to be a professional swimmer too but he knew he would never be like his father anyways.
“Dad!” Peter called out to Tony to make sure that he was watching.
Tony didn’t like swimming. He liked to be in the pool and lie on his pool bed.
Steve would something lie with his husband but it was very uncomfortable because Steve would constantly roll into Tony plus he would much rather swim.
“I wanna go with dad” Peter tried to swim over so Steve helped him.
Once they made it to the floating bed that Tony was on Steve lifted Peter up so that he was with Tony.
Tony made a noice of pain as Peter got on top on him.
“What are you doing?” Tony asked looking up at his son who was ruining his tanning.
“I wanted to sit with you” Peter laughed then lied down next to his father.
Peter didn’t last long though because he soon rolled off and went under until Steve grabbed him.
“You scared me” Steve said to Peter who he was now holding him on his hip in the water.
“Oops” Peter laughed and then tried to swim away.
They spent the rest of the morning in the pool with Tony tanning and eventually falling asleep while Steve tried to teach Peter how to swim.
Steve decided it was time to get out of the pool so they sneakily snuck up to Tony and tipped the float he was on and he fell into the water.
Steve and Peter started laughing evilly which caused Tony to walk over and grab Peter.
Peter continued laughing and tried to reach out to his Papa.
“Oh, you’re dead” Tony joked as he grabbed Peter.
Peter kept laughing “N-no! Papa!”
Peter reached out to his Papa but Steve was too busy laughing.
Tony picked Peter up and then dropped him in the water so he went under. Tony knew better and he reached down to grab Peter so he didn’t drown but it was still funny.
Tony handed Peter over to Steve and Steve took him then Tony walked out of the pool and grabbed all the towels then went inside and locked the door.
Steve made it to the shallow end then let go of Peter so that he was able to stand up on his own.
Steve got out and knocked on the door to the house still laughing. He kept glancing back at Peter to make sure that he got out of the pool Okay.
After Tony didn’t answer Steve decided that him and Peter could just go down to the beach to wait for Tony to stop pouting and let them in.
Now he knew where Peter got his pouting from.
“Let’s go down to the beach and wait for him to let us in” Steve held his hand out and Peter ran over and grabbed it so he could walk with Steve to the beach.
It was around noon and lunch time and Steve was hungry but he knew Tony wouldn’t take too long to let them in.
Steve sat down on the sand while Peter sat next to him and was burying his swim trunks in the sand.
Steve laughed because it looked like Peter was wearing a sand diaper.
“You guys went to the beach without me?” Tony asked like he was mad about it and stood there.
Steve looked up at his husband who looked like he just showered and had comfy clothes on.
“You showered without me?” Steve asked acting mad as well.
“And me” Peter added in then Tony and Steve both laughed.
“Let’s go shower now, Peter” Steve stood up and held his hand out to help his kid up.
Peter grabbed his hand then ran back to the house.
“I really hope he doesn’t lock us out now” Tony said and grabbed Steve’s hand then leaned over and kissed his neck.
“And who would’ve taught him that” Steve said annoyed but kissed Tony back on the forehead anyways.
Peter thankfully didn’t lock them out but he did leave sand tracks in the house.
Living on a beach would obviously mean having a lot of sand in the house so Steve couldn’t be mad but Peter made no effort to not bring it in which Steve was mad about.
“Peter, get down here” Steve called out because he knew Peter ran upstairs probably tracking sand up there too.
Peter slowly walked over knowing that he was in trouble “yes Papa?”
Steve pointed to the sand “what’s this?”
Peter looked down “sand”
Tony laughed because Peter definitely got those smart ass ways from himself.
Steve eyed Tony then turned back to Peter “Peter, you didn’t even bother to clean your sandy feet off”
“I’m sorry Papa, I’m sorry” Peter looked at Steve with his puppy dog eyes and Steve couldn’t really resit them no matter how hard he tried.
Tony on the other hand could resit them when he wanted to.
“It’s okay, Peter. Just be more careful next time about bringing sand into the house” Steve smiled at Peter then Peter weakly smiled back.
“Go shower” Steve said and Peter ran away while Steve went to go clean up the sand.
Peter was a messy child but he loved him anyways.