Charity point of view
“Mommy!” I smiled when I heard my son's voice, he was running towards me so I immediately carried him. Harold was watching me but I saw his eyes sparkle with love.
“Daddy! I miss you!” Harold's lips rose when he heard Charles's sweet voice. He moved close to me and snatched my son in my hands.
“My love, our son was too heavy. You don't carry him like a baby because he was a big boy.” Charles pouted his lips in front of Harold. I laughed when I saw his cheeks turn crimson. He was embarrassed that Harold reminded him that he was a big boy. I knew Harold was trying to tease me since Charles always told us that he was a big boy and that I don't need to treat him as a baby.
“Daddy, are you mad at me?” Harold shook his head while he started to walk out of the airport. G
