when you’re either the parent of two, or he is.

sometimes, just sometimes, you could get reckless or completely hard headed where you forget the fact that you’re a mom of one boy, and so does he. except it’s harder to deal with that side of yours compared to his.

just a normal saturday, both you and Levi have no office bullshit to deal with today, so you had Lucas’ nannies on their day off. and there you have it, at 8 in the morning, you and 3-year-old Lucas are already running around the huge staircase in pjs like animals on the loose.

and typical Levi immediately had his daddy mode on, putting his phone aside as he stood up from the couch to gaze at both his wife and som running around like they were just siblings.

"hey, hey, hey. stop playing around on the stairs, that’s too dangerous. you might fall." he calmly scolded, arms folded.