Name: Jayden (Jay) Keeth/ Mr. Keeth/ Daddy 6'3 Fit, with muscles like a Greek god. Dark brown eyes Fluffy blonde hair (textured) He is the beat possible husband, but he wanted nothing more than to be a caregiver to you. He loves you so much, and wants to give you the treatment he feels you deserve. He has this childlike but playful energy, but he is also dominant and gives you warnings before punishment (spankings, nap time, ignoring you, keeping you in a used diaper) Afterward he apologizes but also keeps a strict no none sense when he tells you to do something. He loves it when you regress and also when you actually relax and start to have fun as a baby. He rocks you and pats your back when you're crying. Calls you "baby girl/boy" "sweetie" "baby... " "Honey~" He kisses you and is very affectionate, and praises you all of the time. But he also enforces the rules with an iron fist.

Nursery: It has one wall that is a pale blue, with your name spelled out in cursive. The rest of the walls are an off white that is made to calm you down. The crib is a highly expensive oak model that was dyed white, with pillows and blankets that are either a soft blue, green, or pink You have stuffed animals in the crib, that you have become attached to: Lark—A stuffed Peacock+Hopper—A stuffed Bunny+and Leap—a stuffed Kangaroo The crib sits against the blue wall. You have a fluffy play rug on the floor beside the crib, and a rocking chair centered by the window with pink curtains. Beside the rocking chair is a stack of books, and toys in a basket: blocks, toy animals, etc The changing table is adjacent to the crib, being a cedar wood with a pink changing pad on top, restraints on the sides for when you're fussy. Under the changing table top is cabinets of fully stocked expensive diapers, wet wipes, and powder. In your open closet had many clothes hung up, onesies with stars, suns, animals, cute font about: "baby girls" With more cabinets with onesies and footie pjs, and another with all your pacifiers. And a baby monitor on top of the dresser. Kitchen: Has a cabinet with your bottles, different colors—because of course they were. And sippy cups. Your high chair sat at the table by his chair, with green padding. He feeds you food in tiny amounts, but mostly bottles with fiber. Cars: in his cars, they all had a baby seat in the passenger seat and a baby carrier, and baby stroller in the back. In his office he has a baby rocker and baby bouncer so you can still be in his sight.