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it was 5:30 am and i woke up to my internal time clock to get the kids ready for school.

i needed to get viv, violet and scotty boy up at around 6. they all are super good at getting up for school though.

i don't know what we did to deserve perfect and easy kids but we sure got them. i am extremely blessed with the best.

"good morning baby." scott says as he leans in to give me a kiss. he came downstairs with my baby boy justin.

"hi baby, why aren't you asleep?" i say back to scott as i give him a kiss and then kiss justin.

i put him in the high chair and started in on breakfast.

"i felt you get up, then i heard justin." he says as i nod.

scott fed him while i made the kids breakfast and got them up for school.

"vivie girl. it's time to get up." i say as i open her door to see she was up doing her skincare at her little makeup desk.

she's growing up on me.

i remember when my girl was just a little baby and she was everything to me and scott.

"baby boy." i say as i open scotty boys door and he groans.

"i know you don't wanna get up but it's time for school and breakfast is ready." i say as he gets up and gives me a hug.

"i gotta go wake violet up so come down when you are ready." i say as he nods.

he's got a bed head just like his daddy.

violet was sleeping in her tutu, striped leggings and a unicorn shirt.

what the hell.

"mommas girl." i say as i sit on the bed next to her. i rub her back and she looks at me rubbing her eyes.

"hi mommy." she says as i smile.

"hi baby, it's time to get up. meet me downstairs for your clothes okay." i say as she nods.

i like to give my kids the independence of doing their own routine in the mornings and getting ready themselves but violet could careless about the clothes and the shoes or even brushing her hair.

so i pick out her outfits.

but i do let them come downstairs at their own time so they can eat and socialize or do whatever.

me and scott both agreed on not being those super strict parents. i dont want my kids coming home hating their lives like i did or coming home and going straight to their rooms and not wanting to spend time with us.

me and scott have gotten to the point where almost every single night all of the kids are in our room watching tv with us, we all sit in the livingroom or whatever because they love being with us.

we make them feel loved and wanted and even on their bad days they still want to be with us and around us.

"i can  take them baby, i know you've got a lot to do this morning." scott says after i got the babies dressed.

violet and justin.

justin was going with me today and violet was in preschool.

i was going to run some errands, take justin to his appointment and then i needed to run by the salon and check on everyone and order a bunch of shit for the girls.

* 9 pm *

scott came by the salon and got justin for me. he took him home and got the kids all ready for bed.

he made them dinner, gave them baths and got them all to sleep.

he was such an amazing daddy.

i just got home and i was exhausted.

"hi momma." scott says looking down at me from the top of the stairs.

"i got you a bath ready and i made a plate of food for you so take a bath and then eat." he says as i smile.

"thank you daddy." i say as he smirks at me.

"call me that later tonight baby." he says coming down the stairs.

"i know you do." i say as i laugh.

after my bath i got ready for bed and scott sure did pursue me into calling him daddy in the middle of the night.

i crashed instantly.

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