“Rosemary?” Ethan called out softly, his eyes trailing down to where you sat with Rosemary on the floor, helping her sort out the play kitchen. Slightly dishelved, he stood by the gate that forbid any of the young toddlers from waddling out during the day, waiting for Rosemary to take notice of him

“Daddy!” Rosemary yelped, grabbing your hand as she made a run for the gate- her giggles sweet and full of life. “Daddy’s here!” She didn’t seem to mind how late he was, simply just happy to see him