"I think, our daughter is the richest one-year-old, don't you think?" Kenzie asked, giggling at the end. She pecked her daughter's sleeping face and said, "What a lucky princess."
"Rich indeed," Andrew confirmed while shaking his head at the room's interiors.
Kenzie and Andrew were settled in the house, provided for by Ethan and Samantha as their gift. The master bedroom was in the shade of pink. The same could be seen with the sheets on the bed.
A huge golden crown was painted above the bed's headboard, suggesting the master of the house was a princess.
As Andrew climbed up the bed, he remarked, "To think, this is just her first birthday. I can only imagine what Kim will get on her eighteenth birthday."
Kenzie chuckled and replied, "A kingdom perhaps. Haha. I don't know." She sighed and said, "Maybe this is just a phase."
Looking earnestly at her husband, Kenzie suggested, "You know, she is the first granddaugh
Thank you for reading! The next chapter will follow. I don't know what time. Really depends on the signal here. I read about publishing 10 chapters, but I can't. For one, I barely have a signal here. Again, our city was struck by a super typhoon and we are still on the road to recovery. It's so hard to be online. Thank you for your understanding.
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