Blake heard the loud shouting coming from his parents, so he walked out of his room, rubbing his eyes with his tiny fist, his small pillow in one hand. His dinosaur pajamas that he got from you guys on Christmas was his favorite and he was wearing it for the 3rd night in a roll now.

"Mama, dada what's going on ?"

He asks so innocently with his bright grey eyes looking up at you, and you couldn't help but feel bad for making such a fuss that you woke up your cute baby boy. His tiny legs could only let him walk so fast as he runs over to you and clings onto the fabric of your pants, demanding an explanation.