5 years later...
Zeus Miguel’s POV
Anderson's Westminster Mansion
"Daddy, can we make some cookies for mommy and Barby?" George, my 4-year-old son whispered in my ears standing on the chair beside mine.
I didn't notice because I was so focused on the paper that I was reading.
"What about let's just wait for them to arrive then you can ask your mommy's help? You know last time we tried; your momma got angry with us because of the mess we created?" I said putting him on my lap.
George wrinkled his nose and pouted. "But daddy, I want us to try again! This time we're doing it perfectly." he said with a hopeful eye. Who would say no to that cute face?
I signed and stood up carrying him on the way to the door. George has been like this since this morning. I was working from home to look
