Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

"Not at school," Henry answered.

The other kids looked confused, and the teachers glanced at each other. "Who's 'Not'?" someone asked.

"Not' is Daddy's and my big treasure," Henry explained, as if it were obvious. "I'm Daddy and Not's little treasure."

One of the teachers who helped with pick-up finally caught on. "Henry, is 'Not' your mom?"

Henry nodded earnestly. "My mom is super tough in a fight."

The teacher couldn't help but laugh, and soon all the kids started chattering about their own parents.

The teachers, now curious, turned to Henry again. "Henry, is 'Not' a college professor?"

Henry frowned, suddenly protective. "Not is mine, not yours. My mom is a student. Daddy says someday Mom will be a gardener too."

The things kids say always gave the teachers a good chuckle, but before they could ask more, Henry's smartwatch rang.

ate a lot. I didn't cry, but I miss Cooper!" He pressed his tiny wrist to his

Henry from the Cedillo family, but he was firm: no strangers allowed,

will be

every bit the busy little executive, his toddler schedule packed with important 'calls.' While other kids were still sniffling for home, Henry was already keeping up

Uncle! Auntie! Baby finished all his lunch, didn't cry, and misses

wanted to call on the first day-they were all holding back. But by day two,

the room. Henry lay on his cot, rolling

for resting. If you

were too shy or too nervous to say a word. Not Henry.

teacher came over and whispered, "What's up,

sleep. Can I go outside and

can't you sleep?" the

sleepy," he

kept checking the clock at her school, refreshing her phone to see if the kindergarten