Bailee's POV
Heading outside, I bound down the steps and practically skip home, opening the front door as a whirlwind slams into my knees.
‘Mommy! You’re back’ Travis yells at the top of his voice.
‘Ahem?’ comes my mother’s voice from behind him and I chuckle as my son cringes slightly, turning around with guilt on his face.
‘Sorry Granma’ he whispers, ‘inside voice.’
Mum nods approvingly, ‘You could do with reminding your Grandpa of that as well sometimes’ she replies sternly as my son nods and scampers off to find my father.
I raise an eyebrow questioningly as my mother laughs, patting Payton’s back as she snoozes on her shoulder, ‘they were playing go fish’ she murmurs with a furtive look toward the living room door. ‘Your father won and there was quite the spectacle in his celebr
