“Mooommm! Mama! Wake up!” Your daughter Lily said as she hopped onto your bed, crawling right between you and your wife Myla as you both stirred awake.

“Mmph, Lily, honey, it’s too early in the morning for this…” Myla said in a sleepy tone as she pulled the eleven year old girl down to the bed, hugging her tight as Lily squealed. Your wife looked at you and smile lazily.

“Hey, honey.”

Lily reached out and grabbed your arm, clinging to it while Myla looked down at her with a chuckle.