meeko

Growing up, Patrick had always known he wanted a large family. It was part of the reason he went into teaching middle school social studies, along with his love of history. But he had never imagined the possibility that he and his wife would struggle to get pregnant. Arlo, their now six-year-old, eventually came about via means of IVF. Their family still didn't feel complete though, which is why they had eventually turned to fostering.

Cameron leaned into her when she pulled him onto her lap, resting his warm little face on her shoulder and putting an arm around her neck as she stood up.

The young blonde rubbed his face into his stuffed dragon and tugged on his left ear a bit as he entered the room and crossed over to his mom's bed. He crawled up into. "My ear and tummy hurt," he said quietly. "And I miss daddy."

It was still dark when Cameron woke up, the only glow in the room

Greyson thought carefully, thinking Sea World was a good answer.

Greyson patiently waited for the towel to be placed over his shirt before grabbing his fork and digging into his pancakes. Pancakes and waffles were always tricky business because of the dripping syrup, even when he was trying to be careful. This morning he waited for the syrup to stop dripping before moving the fork over to his mouth.

Andrew peered in on the twins to make sure they were

"Oh! Yeah, let's get those out," Greyson agreed. He liked building rockets out of the Magna Tiles the most, especially since the square and triangle pieces made it super easy. He went over to the light box and found their collection of tiles.

Greyson grinned at the idea of Christmas baking. There'd be chocolate chip cookies! And

Greyson puffed his cheeks out slightly at the warning, but slowly released his grip on the chocolate chips and pushed them over towards his sister. "Yes, mommy," he agreed, not wanting to give up his chance to go somewhere fun. "I'll be good," he promised.

Greyson frowned as his sister stomped her feet, keeping his arms over the chocolate chips. Now that he knew that she wanted them, he wasn't planning on giving them up quite so easily. "It's cuz I always touch them first," he informed her. "Whoever touches them first gets to put them in," he said.

Now that Magnolia wanted to add the chocolate chips, Greyson decided that's what he absolutely had to add. "Noooo, they're mine," he declared, laying his arms over top of them. "You can add them next time," he said, unable to remember if that's what he told her last time or not.

With the twins helping Diana, Andrew got started on setting the table, getting out the needed dishes and silverware.

"We are," Andrew answered Magnolia with a grin. It was impossible to get anything past these two anymore. "You need to be really good and eat all your breakfast, and then we'll tell you. But maybe we can slip a few hints in during breakfast and see if you two can guess."

Andrew helped Magnolia tie the apron in the back, then scooted the two tiny