Later that night, we were all sitting in the living room. Aliyah was almost dozing off on her father's lap but was too stubborn to go into the room or let her mom take her in, so we just let her be. It's not like she had school the next morning or anything. She was three. She was allowed cheat days.
And cheat days didn't just include sleeping late.
It may or may not include sharing a big tub of strawberry icecream with her favourite aunt that I had just ordered from the nearest ice cream parlour.
It was yet to come, and while we sat in the living room talking about random things, I couldn't stop smiling. Not even when the conversations died and we were all just sitting in comfortable silence.
I tried hiding my smile as best as I could, but of course Caleb noticed.
It was only about
