The spacious kitchen of the modern, sleek penthouse was bathed in the early morning light, the city skyline visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Christopher, dressed in a crisp black shirt and tailored navy suit, stood by the marble countertop, pouring himself a cup of coffee. He glanced at his phone, scrolling through a few emails, already in work mode despite the early hour.

as you both stood into the kitchen bathing in the relaxing morning quietness you hear some steps pattering on the marbled your son, Alex, charged in, a serious expression on his face and Christopher’s tie wrapped around his head like a ninja’s bandana.

Christopher raised an eyebrow, pretending to be alarmed as he grinned

“i guess we found the reason why my ties have been missing lately.”