“Daddy is this flour или sugar!”
“Daddy these are burnt!”
Faith was in her high chair, making a giant mess with the Cheerios, Logan was just eating the waffles, and Grace was attempting to mix the waffle batter.
This was not working.
I was trying to make (Y/N) breakfast in постель, кровати for Mother’s день with the kids, but we were failing miserably.
(Y/N) walks into the кухня in her pajamas. As soon as she saw the mess we made, her eyes got wide.
I walk over to her. Grab her by the waist and give her a quick kiss. “Ok go put clothes on, we’re going out for breakfast.” She smiles. “Happy Mother’s Day, babe.”
Ты and steve have been Друзья since Ты were toddlers. Ты were sitting on the porch of your house and Ты see him approaching. Ты look at his stunning eyes and it's when Ты finally notice that Ты like him but not like a friend anymore, Ты want him to be just yours and no one elses. He comes to Ты and says "Hey Kayla!" "Hey Steve!" He grabs hold of your hands and pulls Ты closer to him. Your confused as to what he is doing but Ты just go with it. He looks at Ты and says " I Любовь you" and kisses Ты on your lips for what seemed like an endless amount of time. Ты withdraw from his lips and look at him smiling and Ты say "I Любовь Ты too steve" his face lights up and says "You do kayla?" "Yes steve, I always have" and he plants another Kiss on your lips and hugs Ты ...
The end!
The end!