The alarm clock blares through the air, and it's hard for Stu not to just smack his hand over it, roll over, and fall back asleep.. At least, not until he hears the pitter-patter of feet scurrying to the master bedroom. He barely has time to brace himself before a chorus of giggling reaches his ear, and suddenly, three tiny bodies launch themselves on top of him.

Oof--! Hey, cool it with your old man! These bones aren't as strong as they used to be! He chuckles, lazily looking up at his children before turning to look at his spouse at his side. Good morning, darling~