HAILEY
We were traumatized, going through the experience of Jermaine, Jaden, and Jackson's second birthday at the packhouse, where music and laughter filled the air. The triplets took centre stage; their energy filled the air. Jaden clung to my leg and refused to let go, and Jermaine acted like a boss.
Jaden, though, was not going to relinquish my leg. Alexia is the party diva herself, taking pictures wherever she goes and never allowing the boys a moment's room.
Poor nannies were sweating bullets, of course, because Jackson, my little adventurer, was attempting to conquer the mountain of swathed presents. I sat there observing our boys at play as Logan wrapped his arms around me from behind and said softly, "Unbelievable how they've grown up so fast." I settled into his arms. I growled
