“Mommyyyy!” His cute little voice felt like a sweet music to my ears as I saw him running towards me with his nanny near him.
I extended my arms, bending my knees as I giggled happily. “Mommy’s back baby Red!” Laughter’s then echoed harmoniously.
Carrying my little three year old son, I nodded to Meredith before she walked to the kitchen to prepare dinner. I giggled when his small palm landed on my cheeks as if he was familiarizing my every features.
“Mommy, I talked to daddy earlier…” He mumbled cutely. His eyebrows were thick and his features were sharp. He’s like a mini-Black but smaller. “He asked me when are we going home?”
I stopped for a moment and looked at his grey eyes. Yes! He inherited his father’s grey eyes. “Did you? He video called you?”
He nodded. “Daddy did. Good thin
