Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Before Wayne turned one, Molly had already dragged him off to the photo studio for a whole album's worth of pictures. She even pulled a few strings at work, getting the company designers to recreate the same outfit Chad wore in his iconic childhood snapshot. So there they were-father and son-striking the same pose, in the same clothes, old and new photos lined up for a perfect then-and-now comparison.

She didn't stop at outfits, either. Back in the day, Chad had a little red dot painted on his forehead in those baby pictures, so of course, Wayne got one too.

Looking at the throwback-style photos, Naomi couldn't help but laugh. "Leo had these done too!"

Anya wandered over, curious as ever. "Auntie, did Chad wear one of those forehead stickers as a kid too?"

Leo jumped in, indignant. “No, I didn't!"

Hansen grinned, "Sure you did! And so did your uncle."

Andre just threw up his hands in silent surrender.

Mia cocked her head, looking up at her dad. "So, Dad, where are the baby pictures of my husband?"

Hansen shot a look at his son. "All those embarrassing photos? He hid them himself."

Andre, eyes

thinking about those childhood photos that didn't

myself. Even if I

first birthday bash was held

the Byrne family's eldest great-grandson, and with the family's elders all present, the guest list was way too long for a house party. Even a big round table at a restaurant wouldn't cut it, so they went all out and booked a whole banquet hall,

bundle barely longer than Chad's forearm,

of his mouth was, "Where's my little dumpling?

popped

you hiding here again, you're gonna be in trouble." He'd

onto him, Cooper made his way

get a turn holding Wayne, and they all asked Molly

"He can

adorable, and didn't cry no matter who held him—as long as his stylish mom was close

listen. "She did it! My Mia is incredible. You wouldn't believe how hard she studied at home last year she dropped almost