He strolled through the botanical garden, his wife's arm wrapped around his, while their little one sat comfortably in a stroller.
Mia, ever the doting mom, was armed with bug spray to keep those pesky mosquitoes away from their son's adorable chubby cheeks. She also had a mini fan on hand, constantly ensuring their little bundle of joy stayed cool and comfy.
Once they got home, their little one snuggled into Mia's arms and fell asleep, a privilege even dad couldn't compete with.
Andre had turned into the family's official photographer, snapping countless shots of Mia and their son's cherubic faces. Her photo album was brimming with these loving snapshots.
Every photo showed a different side of Henry: his cuteness, his liveliness, his cheekiness, his tears… But every time the couple tried to sneak in a selfie, Henry nearly managed to toss Andre's phone into the pond as if to "feed the fish."
Later, Hansen took the reins, positioning them perfectly, "Yes, just like that. My photography skills are on point."
After a five-day getaway, the family of four returned home.
Mia brought back a special coffee blend for Naomi from the famed "Gather Coffee" shop, something Naomi had always been curious about, and Mia made sure to grab it before heading home.
Molly, cradling her ever-hungry, sleepy son, asked, "What did you bring back for me?"
Mia tossed her phone over, "I've got my photos for you; they're all in here."
Molly teased, "A face is something you need to see in person."
Mia shot back, "Faces are all about who's looking."
Jade chimed in, "Heard the big nephew gave you some trouble?"
Mia nodded, "Let's meet up. It's time to see what 'Black' is all about at Waterlily Complex."
"Deal!"
One was stirring things up, another was documenting the moment, and Anya, the baby whisperer, was cheering them on with both kids in her arms. True to her word, she cradled a baby in each arm.
Henry, bursting with excitement, stomped his little feet and swung his fists, eager to join his mom, but Anya held him back with a gentle hug around his chubby waist.
The sleepy baby was wide awake now, soaking in the "action" at home. His soft, chubby face and bright, shiny eyes were taking it all in, recognizing the familiar voices of his mom and brothers.
Lately, Wayne had become a pro at picking out his mom's voice in any crowd, thanks to her constant chattering.
Mia, pillow in hand, gave Leo a couple of whacks to vent her frustration. "Is Greg mixed up with the Dark Web?"
"Mia, the Dark Web?" Jade was clearly out of the loop.
Leo sat up, rolling his shoulders, "Did my uncle tell you that?"
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