Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Henry was out playing in the puddle again.

When Andre got home from work, he found his little boy, Henry, in the yard, wearing his overalls and joyfully stomping through a puddle. With each stomp, water splashed up, making Henry crinkle his nose with glee as he soaked his shoes and pants.

Andre, seeing his son's antics, grabbed him by the straps of his overalls and hoisted him back into the living room. "Hey Dad, where's Mia?"

"Mia's over at the Byrnes'. Wayne's christening is the day after tomorrow, and both Mia and your Aunt Naomi are helping out over there."

Since Henry was always getting into everything, he and his grandpa stayed home.

It didn't take long before Henry slipped outside again to play in the puddle.

Andre went out and brought his muddy little boy back inside. "Is it just gonna be a lunch, or are they throwing a big party?"

"The Byrnes like to keep things low-key, so it'll probably just be a lunch, no big party."

In the blink of an eye, Henry was off again.

Andre had to fetch him from the bushes, where Henry was happily smearing mud all over his belly. Andre picked him up by the armpits, barely hiding his

exasperation, and took him to the bathroom. "Wait till I'm done here, then we can chat."

firm voice echoed from the bathroom, "Henry, if you splash that

Henry's cries filled the

in his chair, humming a little tune with

returned home and shared the christening plans. "Henry, why

bed, Henry ended up over his mom's knee, receiving a gentle reminder

the whole Cedillo family set

up not

as guests started to arrive and Molly finished her makeup, it was time to

smallest, was the only one who could stand up and roam around in the

went ahead, with the elders

forest of legs surrounding him. He cautiously held up his tiny arm, insisting on holding his mom's hand to avoid getting

her son's hand as they entered the

nice to see you

and greeted them back, one by

at the reception and, with excitement, dashed over on his

familiar call, Andre squatted down, letting his son

arms.

Andre balanced him on