The rays of the sun make their way into your bedroom through the window, and the birds chirp as usual. Quiet, calm-..

"Ahh... AAUGH!!" Bokuto screams, stretching, yawning. You're already used to his screams when he wakes up, but now HE should get used to the fact that your daughter will not be satisfied with these screams in the morning.

"Oh, morning.." your husband turned on his side, hugging and pulling you to him. A few seconds later, he heard a child crying. Your daughter has woken up.