226 Family Time

Becca.

The best day of our lives, mine especially. But from the kid’s radiant smiles and shouts which are uncommon, my kids are usually so composed, shouting is not one of the things they indulge in, it’s a toss as to whose day is more made between our trio.

Even now, they keep jumping and running about as Christos lightly throws the softball to them from where he is seated. Despite the fact that he must be extremely tired, why won’t he? We have barely had enough sleep since we tied the knot the previous day; yet, he is here having a good time with the kids after coming up with them after lunch.

Allowing myself to be distracted, again, from trying to read the book my mother-in-law had left for me this morning before leaving for her house which is on the other side from us. Her private home which she had told me is far enough from her protective son but also not too far that she can’t pop in to see us whenever she is in the mood now that her son finally decided to bless her with a fami