“Mom, are you going to stay home with me again?” Jayce asked his mother sweetly two days after Jake blurted out that he loved her.
“Yes, baby,” Stacy said, putting a plate of pancakes in front of him. “
She decided to make breakfast for her son and husband this morning, not wanting to just lay down in bed.
“Mama is staying home with you. Do you like that?”
“Yes,” Jayce nodded, smiling. “Will Dada stay too?”
“No, honey. Dada has to go to work.”
“I heard some people talking about Dada,” Blake walked into the kitchen smiling, already dressed for work.
“Good morning Dada,” the little boy's face lit up as he greeted his father.
“Good morning sunshine,” Blake bent down and kissed the top of Jayce's head. “Did you sleep well?”
“Yes, dada!”
“That's good,” he moved to Stacy, who was se
