Your POV
I bit my lip and did the jazz hands as I tried to calm down the hyper little girl. She was jumping up and down and singing really loud, and it made huge thuds on the wooden floor.
Shit she´s going to wake him up!
As that thought crossed my mind, I rushed behind the four year old child and placed my hands over her mouth. The girl struggled to free her mouth and even started licking my palm. Lucky for me, I didn´t really find that gross because she was my child after all.
The girl mumbled something, but I didn´t really care. All I wanted was to keep her quiet and let the man who passed out on the couch sleep.
That