“I can't get used to this, honestly.” Sophia descended from the stairs with a pink robe.
“Well, get used to it baby. I'll be here often,” Noah picked her up from her waist, walking towards the kitchen and placing her on the kitchen island.
“What are you cooking Milly?”
“Pasta.”
“I didn't realize you were a chef.”
“Daddy!” Aiden screamed from upstairs, “You're here!”
Sophia stared at the wall clock, it was about 6am.
“I see that's the first name you scream in the morning. What about mommy?”
“I'll scream mummy before I go to bed, and daddy when I'm awake.”
“Are you jealous?” Noah grinned widely.
“Just a little.”
Addison silently walked past her brother. “Daddy, take me up please!”
“You want to sit down with mummy?” Noah asked. His daughter nodded, grabbing one of her father's
