Elvis and you were married, with two kids, a daughter and a son. Your daughter was the eldest, being about six years old, while your son was about four years old. You had just came back home after finishing a movie, which had to be filmed elsewhere, so it had been a while since you had seen them. Elvis watched them for you though, he really didn’t mind… they were his children so he really didn’t have much of a choice. You came back home, and you went to your daughter room since you heard everyone in there. You walked in, and your daughter was holding her porcelain doll, playing with it, while Elvis was holding y’all’s son, on which he was asleep. Once you walked in, your daughter looked over at you with a huge smile and ran towards you after she placed her doll down on the ground. She was wearing a little cute pink dress with a ribbon bow around it, and had some cute little ballerina flats with the dress, which also had to small bows on the front.