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*Ty's POV*

I woke up the next morning, to roll over and well, snuggle Sawyer, but instead, I wrapped my arms around a pair of legs, and I now have a foot in my face.

"There's feet in my face." I nodded.

And then Gage sat up and smiled. "We're home."

"I see that. Good morning." I sat up.

"You snore." He nodded.

"Do I?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Soy Bean snores too. Like a bear."

"Good to know. Where is Soy Bean?" I pursed my lips.

"She's making you breakfast and giving Sissy a bath." He shrugged. "You have big feet."

"Well, you know what they say about big feet." I nodded.

"No, what?" He shook his head.

"Big socks." I rolled out of bed. "How was your trip to Denver?"

"We went to the football stadium. It was cool." He smiled.

"Nice. You like football?" I bent down and grabbed my shirt.

"Sometimes. I like tackling people."

"Makes sense. You wanna come down stairs with me?" I slid my shirt on.

"Will you carry me upside down?"

"Uh, sure." I nodded.

He laid on his back, lifted his feet in the air, and I just grabbed his ankles and carried him down the stairs.

"Kitchen." He laughed.

I shook my head and walked in to the kitchen.

"Hi." She raised her eyebrows.

"I woke up to no you, and these feet." I lifted Gage.

"Yeah, normal morning here." She nodded. "What, uh, what're you doing to my nephew?"

"He asked me to carry him upside down."

"And you did?"

"Should I not have?" I scrunched my face.

"No." She shook her head. "No, hanging kids upside down is how you give them brain damage."

I lifted Gage higher for him to look at me. "Did you know that."

"Duh." He nodded.

I sighed and put him down. "You're gonna get me shot kid."

"At least I had fun." He shrugged. "Soy Bean do you know what they say about big feet?"

Her eyes got wide. "What Gage?"

"Big Socks." He nodded.

She took a deep breath and put her hand on her chest. "Jesus." She looked at me.

I choked back a laugh and walked over to the sink. "Hi Paisley." I tickled her cheek.

She waved.

"Are you bathing her in the sink?" I kissed Sawyers cheek.

"She wont get in a bath tub. Paris left her in the tub for an hour last year and she hasn't been in one since." She shook her head.

"Jesus Christ." I whispered.

"Soy Bean can I have my switch back?"

"You gonna throw it at me again?" She raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

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