4 years later...
Avery Alsina
"Ok, Lora. Remember the deal? You eat your broccoli and you get to play with Mason when they come over."
She smiled and nodded her head.
"You want the airplane or the train?"
"I'm too old fa that, ma." She said.
"You're growing up so fast!" I said, pouting as I fed her the chopped broccoli.
Ding dong!
"They're here, Peach. Let's go check it." I said in my baby voice as she followed.
"Hey!" Jerrion spoke, coming in the room with Mason right behind her.
"Merry Christmas, Jer! Hey, Mason!" I said picking him up and placing a kiss on his cheek.
"Where's Kre?" I asked.
"Right, hea'." He said, coming in with Christmas gifts in a Santa sack over his shoulder.
"Look at my flo'." August said, coming downstairs with the babies in his hands.
"Ya'll got snow everywhea'. Ya'll lettin' tha heat out. Close tha do', and if anyone of my babies get sick, I'm whoopin' both of ya'll asses." He said, looking at Kre and Jerrion.
"You ain't gon' do shit." Kre said, earning an elbow in the stomach.
"What did I tell you about cussing in front of them?" Jerrion said.
He looked at the twins, Mason, Lora, and Jerrion's pregnant belly.
"I'm sorry ya'll." Kre said. "It's so many kids hea'." He said, shaking his head.
"Anyway, look at those boys! Hi, little Aiden and Kaiden! They're so cute!" She said grabbing Kaiden.
--August Alsina
"Daddy's little princes." I said while sittin' them in their high chairs.
"Still ain't figured out which is which." Kre said, looking at them. "And ya'll dressing them the same sholl don't help."
"Well maybe you should find a way to tell them apart." Avery said.
"Aiight." He stood in front of them and started dancin'.