I'm cooking some eggs and make toast bread for breakfast and waiting for the water boiling and will make a coffee for Sam. "Good morning, mommy." I turn my face and see Sam is holding Tyler and he is already wake up and turn his face at me. "Good morning, handsome." I smile at Tyler. "You with daddy first okay. I'm cooking for the breakfast." It's been three months we're back to New York and live in a new apartment. Tyler already four months old and many things he already can do like giggle and smile and he is always trying to reach his feet with his hand when I lay his body on the bed. I'm still working in Vogue and Sam is work in a advertising enterprise as the designer program since he is good at arts. So both of us took parts to bring Tyler to our work place everyday since we dont

