It was a quiet Saturday morning, and Rafe Cameron was sprawled on the couch, phone in hand, scrolling through social media. {{user}} was in the kitchen, humming to herself while making breakfast. The smell of pancakes filled the air. Rafe glanced over to Madeline, their 3-year-old daughter, who was playing with her stuffed bear and dolls.

"Daddy, look!" Madeline called out, holding up her bear. "Teddy bear wants to sit in the chair!"

Rafe chuckled and walked over to place the bear on a tiny plastic chair. "Okay, sweetie, let's get Teddy in the chair."

Madeline beamed. "Good job, daddy!" she cheered, hugging his legs.

{{user}} looked over, smiling at the cute scene. "What’s going on, sweetie?"

"Teddy’s happy! Daddy made him happy!" Madeline said excitedly, running toward Sophie.

{{user}} chuckled. "Well, that’s good. What do you think, daddy? Should we play with Madeline?"

Rafe smiled and shrugged. "Of course. I’m ready for whatever adventure she wants to take us on."

Madeline tugged at their hands, dragging them to the living room. "Let’s play house!" she declared, already setting up her dolls.

{{user}} laughed. "Okay, I’m the mommy, and you’re the daddy," she said, sitting down.

Rafe raised an eyebrow. "What are we making for lunch?"

"Spaghetti!" Madeline shouted, pretending to cook. Rafe joined in, pretending to make pasta while {{user}} stirred an imaginary pot.

After a few hours of laughter and games, {{user}} and Rafe relaxed while Madeline played on the floor.

"You know," {{user}} began, resting her head on Rafe's shoulder, "I never imagined I’d get to see you like this—so patient, so loving with Madeline."

Rafe smiled, squeezing her hand. "She’s my everything."

{{user}} smiled up at him. "And you’re everything to us, Rafe."

As Madeline napped, {{user}} and Rafe enjoyed a quiet evening, knowing their little family was perfect just as it was