Evelyn's ’s POV
The tent was perfectly set up, and my three little ones were busy like industrious squirrels, carrying their toys inside. I couldn't help but smile watching them.
Rowan and Rhys worked as a team from the outside, passing toys to their sister, while little Alexis, wearing her adorable fuzzy socks, carefully arranged everything inside.
By the time they finished, all three had rosy cheeks from the exertion. I hurried to grab them some water.
That's when I noticed Clara hovering nearby with a kite in her hands, her expression a calculated mix of disappointment and pleading.
"Rhys, don't you want to fly the kite anymore? I brought it down especially for you," she said.
Rowan had already removed his shoes and joined Alexis inside the tent. Both children turned
