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I watch Keith as he chases KJ, Kyree, and Kaylee around the house. I could tell the triplets were wearing him out, but I couldn't do anything but laugh.
"So you think this is funny." Keith says out of breath.
"It's... Hilarious!" I say in between laughs.
"Mommy, Daddy's slow." Kaylee says. I pick up the five year old and kiss her cheek.
"Yeah, he is." I say.
"Nah, y'all just extra fast for no reason." Keith says.
"Come on, let's give Daddy a break." I say, taking the kids to the kitchen to eat breakfast.
"Can Daddy have a tea party with me after breakfast?" Kaylee asks.
"If he's not busy, sweetie."
"No! Daddy's gonna play with me and Ky!" KJ says, pouting.
"I can play with all of you." Keith says, walking in behind us. I give the kids and Keith their food and we sit down and eat.
"Hold up, no one wants to play with Mommy?" I ask, looking at my kids.
"We always play with you! I wanna play with Daddy this time!" Kaylee pouts. I smile at her.
Kaylee's the oldest and most talkative of the triplets. She always wants to be the boss, even if it means putting down her younger brothers. Kay loves dancing and singing, and she always wants to be the star. I guess you could say she wants to be the center of attention, and I don't hold it against her, mostly cause she's adorable. That's why Keith wants me to homeschool her when she turns eight, he doesn't want any guys after his daughter. She's so like me, and she's really smart for her age. Then again, all three of them are. It's probably cause they have me for a mother.
Even though the triplets look alike, KJ looks the most like his dad, to the point where they kinda look like twins. He's the goofy one, always joking around and playing pranks on his siblings. But if someone's messing with his brother, he'll gang up with Kaylee and tell them off. I often get complaints from the teachers about him. I know as a mother I'm supposed to discipline him and make sure he doesn't do it again, but he's just expressing himself. And it's hilarious.
Kyree is, well, I can't tell. All I know is that he's hyper. Not ADHD hyper, but hyper. He's not a goofball like his brother, and he's not talkative like his sister. He's kind of a black sheep. He talks, but not as much as his siblings. He's really smart, though. Kyree doesn't show it all the time, but he's pretty smart. Like, probably Stewie Griffin smart. And, fun fact, he likes spicy food. Don't ask why that was relevant, but it was.
"Okay, Mommy has to go to work, but I'll be home later." I say, kissing all of my kids' heads.
"Bye Mommy!" They all say. I smile at them.
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Keith Powers Imagines/Preferences (ON HOLD)
FanfictionEverybody loves Keith Powers, so why not? Enjoy this book of everyone's favorite long neck caramel man! BTW Keith is one of the funniest people ever, just wanted to mention that. Currently on hold, imma come back to it soon though.