“Mommy, mommy, mommy! Look, Unka Jagen!” Rylee squealed and ran towards a tall and handsome young man who was walking towards them. They are having a picnic in a park and the cheerful toddler was feeding the ducks when she noticed her beloved uncle.
“Unka Jagen, unka Jagen, unka Jagen!” she repeated in a litany as her short chubby legs moved as fast as they could. The moment she reached him, she held up her chubby arms.
He scooped her up easily and pinched her nose affectionately.
“Hello you lil monkey, what have you been up to?” Jaden asked. He carried the toddler back to her parents who were looking on with watchful eyes. Clarissa was leaning against Max. They looked relaxed. Happy. Content.
“Not momki,” the toddler replied, crossing her arms in anger. “Am Rylee,” she pointed to he
