𝐒𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧

𝟑𝟓.

𝐒𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧
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" boys come to mommy " Taylor called out to her now 8 month old twins who were avid crawlers as they crawled their way over to where she was sitting on the floor, preparing herself to battle them into a diaper change

Tomorrow was Super Bowl day, and Travis had gone off to the hotel for the evening, nervous but excited for the game. But it meant he was leaving Taylor with two now very active infants and an eager 5 year old. The past few months had been near to bliss mostly, celebrating Halloween, thanksgiving, attending many games, celebrating Taylor's birthday and then Christmas, it was all a very wholesome experience. That's without mentioning the tiny terrors that they had who were knee deep in teething which was always a bit of a struggle, especially two at once but they were managing it and the boys seemed happy for the most part. Taylor actually had the international part of her tour rescheduled for in just a matter of weeks, it wasn't an ideal time but she wanted to get it done - for her fans. Travis and the kids would attend for a lot of them, weather that be in the tent or backstage the family weren't entirely sure yet but it was also a matter of how jet lagged and cranky they were on the night.

Taylor grabbed Noah into her arms before he could squirm away, laying him on his back so she could get him into his pyjamas, they'd already bathed that morning as Travis had made them scrambled eggs which mostly ended up clumped into their hair. Noah, wasn't best pleased with being restrained to his back, as he whined and tried to roll over, making it a tricky job for Taylor.

" Noah, you gotta stay still for mommy, she can't dress you otherwise " she spoke to him, only receiving a grumpy face, one she couldn't not see Travis in, and more whines.

The boys were at an average rate for their age, both crawling and eating food as they should. Knox was a little bit less boisterous as noah, and didn't constantly feel the need to be mischievous like his brother who often got caught red handed making unnecessary messes in the house. They still had bottles but now only before they slept: bedtimes and nap times. They couldn't talk as of yet, but babbling and yelling were their most common forms of communication, but despite the difficulties of twins, Taylor and Travis wouldn't have it any other way. Both twins were still huge mommy's boys which was something Taylor struggled with as she often felt pulled in two directions when they both craved her attention. Thankfully, Colette was rather independent and these days often seemed to want Travis more than Taylor, which Taylor couldn't even be upset about, she loved their relationship.

" okay, Knoxie's turn " Taylor tickled Noah's tummy, causing him to giggle before he was reaching for his paci and placing it in his mouth whilst getting on the move again.

Knox - sensing it was his turn - made a run for it, speed crawling across the living room and into the hallway, Taylor chuckled to herself, chasing after him and fortunately she could out run him as she scooped him into her arms, showering his cheeks in kisses as he yelled out clearly finding his mom overly annoying.

" you are a grump today mister "

" mommy, can you read me a story please since daddy isn't here? " Colette walked in, holding her favourite book

" yes of course baby, let me get the boys to bed and then we'll read, okay? You can have a bit longer play time till then " Taylor smiled at her daughter who excitedly ran to the play room after being granted the extra time