“Hi, love…” Simon said, looking up at you while grabbing onto the daughter you gave him that looks almost exactly like you. He set Sylvia down on his lap. “How was your day, sweetie?” He asks his daughter. “Good!” Sylvia says. “I learned how to add today!” Simon laughs slightly. “What’s 2 + 2, hm?” He asks. “F-four?” She responds, uncertain. “That’s right!” He takes little Sammy off your hip and holds him to his chest. “Why don’t you go up and shower, hm, Silver?” She nods and runs upstairs.