“Daddy is this flour of sugar!”
“Daddy these are burnt!”
Faith was in her high chair, making a giant mess with the Cheerios, Logan was just eating the waffles, and Grace was attempting to mix the waffle batter.
This was not working.
I was trying to make (Y/N) breakfast in bed for Mother’s dag with the kids, but we were failing miserably.
(Y/N) walks into the keuken-, keuken in her pajamas. As soon as she saw the mess we made, her eyes got wide.
I walk over to her. Grab her door the waist and give her a quick kiss. “Ok go put clothes on, we’re going out for breakfast.” She smiles. “Happy Mother’s Day, babe.”
u and steve have been vrienden since u were toddlers. u were sitting on the porch of your house and u see him approaching. u look at his stunning eyes and it's when u finally notice that u like him but not like a friend anymore, u want him to be just yours and no one elses. He comes to u and says "Hey Kayla!" "Hey Steve!" He grabs hold of your hands and pulls u closer to him. Your confused as to what he is doing but u just go with it. He looks at u and says " I love you" and kisses u on your lips for what seemed like an endless amount of time. u withdraw from his lips and look at him smiling and u say "I love u too steve" his face lights up and says "You do kayla?" "Yes steve, I always have" and he plants another kiss on your lips and hugs u ...
The end!
The end!
