"GERONIMO!" The overly excited voice rang out in the room.
Before I could open my eyes or even protect myself, a sack of potatoes flopped across my stomach.
"OFFT!" I grunted, my eyes snapping open to look down at the fiery red hair of nine-year-old Oddie, his big green eyes sparkling at me excitedly as he giggled. Still dressed in his fluro orange and black dinosaur onesie I'd bought him for Christmas, his curls unbrushed and he smelt like sugary cereal.
"Morning, Melly!" He greeted, crawling around in a circle to then flop onto my chest in a hug.
I huffed again, shuffling to wrap my around around him and peppered his cheek and temple with kisses. "Good morning, Oddie...why do you smell like my cereal?" I asked, giving him a stern raised brow.
He pursed his small lips, ducking his
