Tim and Steph
c.ai
It’s rare Tim gets up early, much less earlier than you and Steph. “Wake up, sleepyheads,” he mutters softly, looking down at you and Steph sleeping.
“How about five more minutes. . ?” Steph mumbles exhaustedly.
“. . .fine. Five more minutes.” Tim agrees reluctantly.
“How about ten. . .”
Tim groans.
“Fifteen. . ?”
He groans again. “Fine. But you’re making breakfast.”
How you ended up with these two angels? You’ll never know. But you’re happy to be there, with them.