I was carrying my twins, Natalia and Neviah around the house. Sang baby came home a few hours ago, missing three parts of our family just after Victor and Mr. B left in Vic's car. About three hours or so later I hear a car pull up so I go to the doors, passing a swearing Gabriel who was carrying a good load of bags.
As I get to the door I see the oldest daughter carrying at least six bags of pink and black striped chaos.
"Care to explain why you bought that little girl?" I softly yell trying not to wake the babies. She whips around and drops half the bags to the ground. Her finger presses her lip into her teeth like her mother used to do. I smile a little remembering the younger days. Delilah is getting to that age and I'm growing increasingly scared. Not to mention she's going to public school...
"Daddy, you scared me. Don't sneak up on me like that please."
"You didn't answer my question. How many times have I said you don't need fancy undergarments if you don't show them to anyone."
"Actually, I'm going to have to change for gym now, so I will be showing my underwear. I don't need the girls judging me because I wear granny panties from Walmart."
At that, she picks up the bags she dropped and headed up to her room. I had to chuckle a little at how much she looks like Kota but acts like Sang baby.
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