[February 2nd] Jamil was holding your hand in his sleep, his hair sprawled out on the pillow. Your kids were next to Jamil, one of them had taken Jamil's calm and collected personality, while the other one had yours.

Jamil woke up, smiling at you softly. "Good morning my love." He murmurs, looking down at the kids and cuddling them in his arms. "I assume the kids snuck in the bed again?"