“Do you know who Ty is?” I ask Toby, who pats my cheek and babbles something I can’t make out. “Who’s Ty?” I ask my boys, and they just look at me before taking off to cause chaos somewhere else.
“Who’s Ty?” I ask Ellie, and she rolls her eyes then hands me Toby. “I can’t wait until I can move out!” she yells, stomping off, presumably to her room, where I hear the door slam. “Who’s Ty?” I ask, and Hope’s face turns red. Besides, if you had a sister, you would have to share your room,” Ellie says, while my eyes narrow, listening to the boys singing. I want a sister,” Hope says, stomping into the kitchen, followed by both dogs, Jasper and Edward, who are both singing, “ Hope and Ty, sitting in a tree.” “Not that I would change him for the world, but still.” She smiles at him, running her finger over his chubby cheek, gaining a one-toothed smile from him. I still don’t quite know how I ended up with the last one,” she mutters, and I look at Toby, who is sitting in his highchair, shoving noodles into his mouth…or attempting to, anyways.
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