Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre knew the drill all too well. "Those two older kids always mess things up and end up dragging Dad in to take charge. Dad's easy-give him a couple of good meals and he's happy to play along. The little ones? They just get swept up by the big kids every time."

At their bedroom doors, Chad nodded, pushed his door open, and disappeared inside.

Andre did the same, stepping into his room and eyeing the little starfish sprawled smack in the middle of the bed-right across the "no man's land." He called out, "Henry, time for your milk!"

His mom always hoped he'd keep some space between her and Dad, but Henry? He had a mind of his own. By midnight, he was passed out on Dad's stomach, and later he'd wiggle over to Mom's pillow-head pressed against her ear, feet somehow in Dad's face.

Dad would try to straighten him out, but ten minutes later, Henry was right back to his wild sleep poses.

Andre had already fixed him once in the night, but by morning, he found his son curled up at the foot of the bed.

He scooped Henry up, giving him a gentle shake. "Come on, little man. Bathroom time, then a quick wash, and your morning milk."

minutes of coaxing, Henry finally woke up, yawning with his tiny mouth wide open. Dad

they came back, Henry was fully awake, bottle in hand, little legs kicking as he

call me one more time, and when I'm up, I'll tickle you until

up and tucked it gently around Mom, covering her face like he was tucking her

She even invited her sisters over, and for fun, a friend they'd all heard about but never

happy—until word came that Andre was heading home. "Chad, let's go, let's go, let's move!" Molly didn't even hesitate, hopping into the car

laughed. "At least say hi to Andre before

sister, not my brother. Let's just

quick goodbye

met on a narrow street. Andre rolled down his

hiding behind

eyed his mom's long, shiny hair-a

smiled. "We got a call-dinner's on the table, and, believe it or not, all five kids stayed out of