Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre lay in bed, eyes closed, letting out a chuckle at his wife's sleepy chatter. In the quiet room, his deep laugh stood out. Opening his eyes, he turned to look at Mia, who was using his arm as a pillow. Her eyes were shut, but her lips were still moving as if she had more to say. "It's 'honey,' not 'old man,"" Andre teased, affectionately flicking Mia's nose. "Honestly, your sleep talk sounds just like our son's baby babble."

Lost in a sea of love, Mia was blissfully unaware, continuing to sleep soundly, surrounded by all things beautiful.

Maybe it was the familiar, comforting scent of the room that made Andre relax. Soon, he too felt the pull of sleep, his thoughts drifting away as he joined Mia in dreamland.

The family of three, snugly together, with their little one tucked in a corner under a cozy blanket, sleeping soundly.

Andre was awakened by his son's nibbling.

Stirring, the little guy mumbled a few sounds and then found himself in his mother's arms. Not yet settled, he shifted to his father's chest, his tiny mouth leaving a trail of drool on Andre's chin. "Mia!"

Mia ran off, leaving the father and son to their bonding.

"Babble, babble, mmm," the little one started his chatter again.

Andre, the ever-doting father, wiped his son's face and the dribble away, not minding the drool in the slightest. "Mmm, ahh."

Returning, Andre enjoyed how much his son loved being with him, content in his arms.

Watching their adorable, cuddly son, Mia had a sudden idea, "Honey, let's get a punching bag for the house. Maybe a little stimulation will get him to say 'daddy' sooner."

Andre didn't agree. He wanted to teach his son the virtues from books, not violence.

phone rang. He glanced at

Havenbrook University header on her paper. The coffee table was scattered with pens, half in shadow, half in light-a scene so natural

highlighted Anya's side profile, her hair shimmering a faint brown. The spring breeze wafted through the

sofa watching her, Anya was like a painting filled with the serene beauty

simply thinking to herself: "Spring is wonderful, and so

watched Anya for a full three minutes, his mobile game forgotten. In silence, he opened his

the baby, the household was lively with curiosity

focus, nearly reporting him. Luckily, he

stumped by a question, looked up at Chad, hesitating to disturb his

said without looking up

can't figure out the debits and credits in this

game and Anya's question,

interest in Anya's homework, the family scene was one of mixed curiosity and

up his game to help her understand the concept

moment, sending it to Molly with

down at her son, she mused, "Too bad, those days are gone for

Molly a while to reply, "Mia,

room, Molly lay on her mother's yoga mat, struggling with sit-ups under Chad's watchful eye. The elders, including grandparents, looked on with a mix of amusement and disappointment. Grandma Aubree couldn't resist adding, "In those

claiming a stomach ache, tried to wiggle out

incredulous at her lack of fitness, questioned, "How do you even

thanks to Mia dragging me along," Molly