Being Parents

Monday Morning

Riley POV 

That alarm clock might be chucked across the room if it doesn't shut up! I haven't hated Monday mornings in a long time. But today is different. Today is the first day of school. 

"Riley," Lucas nudged my shoulder. 

"No!" I groan. I hear him chuckle. 

"Babe, it's time to get up." He whispers.

"I know but I don't want to." I open my eyes. I smile as he smiles at me. 

"Good morning beautiful." He whispers.

"Why are you whispering?" I ask.

"I know she's up." He winks. 

"Oh." Just then she comes running in. Our blonde hair blue eyed baby girl. 

"Oh Leah you are up, I was afraid I was going to have to go tickle you awake." Lucas says as she climbs on our bed. 

"No Daddy! No!" She crosses her arms. We both laugh.

"How's my Princess this morning?" He asks her.

"Hungry." She smiles at us. I look at Lucas.

"What?" He asks me.

"She sounds like you." I giggle. 

"Nu huh!" He laughs. 

"Yes she does, you guys are so much alike its scary." I laugh. 

"Really?" He looks over at Leah. She smiles at him and he nods his head. Before I know it I am being tackled by a three year old and tickled by my husband. I couldn't stop laughing. 

"Okay okay, I have to get up. I have school." I yelled. They both stopped. Leah looked at her Dad, still sitting on me. 

"Leah?" I asked getting her attention.

"Yes Mama?" She asked me.

"Mama?" I asked.

"That's what daddy calls you." She looked so innocent. I looked at Lucas. He shrugged. 

"When does daddy call me that?" I ask Leah. 

"He says that your a hot Mama." She looked at her hands. My eyes went wide as I looked at Lucas.

"What? It's true." He looked pleased with himself. Like it earned him brownie points or something. 

"Ok well why don't you and dad go make breakfast while this Mommy takes a shower." I tickled Leah.

"Ok Mommy." She laughed running away to the kitchen. I nudged Lucas shoulder making him laugh.

"Really? Hot Mama?" I looked at him.

"Yeah, you're one Hot Mama." I scooted closer to me. 

"Ah, you think so." I raised my eyebrows getting closer to him. 

"That I do." He smirked. "Your pretty sexy too." He put a hand on my waist. 

"Yeah." I got a little closer. 

"Yeah." He breathed in. I was close enough to feel his heart beating. It was racing. I was happy that I still do that to him. But I couldn't let him win.

"I'm also pretty late." I got out of bed, leaving him shocked.

"Really?" He asked me.

"Yeah. Oh did you want something?" I asked smirking.

"Yeah." He said defeated. 

"Well you have a little cutie waiting for you." I pointed at the door. I quickly grabbed clothes and ran to the bathroom laughing.