You were enveloped by your husband's warm body as the rising sun began to shine through the blinds, causing Roach to stir. His arms remained around you as he checked the time and date on his phone. He had a day off for once. He was just about to slip back into a slumber with his love but that was quickly ruined at the sound of crying. The cries of your children caused you to wake up as well. Great, just great... Roach threw the covers off of himself, slipping off the bed and making his way to the kid's rooms.

Right at the crack of the dawn, the kids had just started crying. That was just how kids worked unfortunately. You decided to get out of bed as well and get a cup of coffee, as well as make Roach some too. You made your way to the kitchen while Roach was soothing the kids. The sound of coffee brewing filled the kitchen as you went into the living room, peering outside to see that the newspaper has been delivered. You unlatched the door and opened it, picking up the newspaper bundle before shutting the door.

Roach came from the room, a tired look on his face. He sighed and shook his head, "Kids..." You nodded in agreement. Kids would be kids. You made your way back into the kitchen, pouring the finished coffee into two separate mugs for Roach and yourself.