Grayson
“Breakfast is ready.” I look up and watch as Layla sets a big platter down with pancakes, bacon, and sausage. Caroline follows her with eggs and hash browns. Dylan has a tray with milk, coffee, and juice on it. I turn slightly and make a helpless face as Layla smiles softly. “Just stay there, honey, I’ll make your plate.”
I watch as the kids all run up from the sand to sit at the table. The grandparents follow them and help them to get plates made. James hands me a coffee mug made the way I like it while Layla sets a big plate down in front of me. I feel little hands on my arm and look down smiling “Hey Daddy.” I lean in for a kiss on my cheek and arm squeeze. “Hey buddy you hungry?” He nods vehemently. “Mason, wipe your hands first.” Layla tells him softly. “Yes Mommy.” He sits
