"Jayda!" Tori picked up her two year old daughter before she could knock over Alexia's dollhouse. "Alexia!" Tori called her seven year old, almost 8, daughter, who had dark brown almost black hair, and huge adorable brown eyes.
"What mommy?" She asked coming downstairs.
"Fold this up and bring it back to your room if your not going to play with it."
"Hello beautiful," Beck stole a kiss from Tori.
"Hey, take Jayda please," She handed her husband their two year old daughter so she could finish cooking.
"What are you cooking?"
"Pasta with chicken," Tori answered to her step-daughter Marchella.
"Okay."
"Oh and Beck, tomorrow is our family picture. Call Bristol, Nick, and Bryce to make sure they can come." Tori called over her shoulder.
"Yes ma'am," he mumbled taking his phone out of his pocket. "Hey Bree, can you guys still make it tomorrow?"
"Hey Daddy, uh yeah. What time again?"
"Around 3."
"Okay, love you."
"Love you too, bye honey."
"Bye." Bristol was the oldest, around 19. She had beach blond, long, way hair. She has a three year old son, Bryce with her boyfriend Nick, they are currently living together.
"Jay," Beck cooed to Jayda. She laughed and grabbed his nose. "My baby girl."
"After Marchella," Marchella joked sitting next to her dad.
"When is dinner gonna be done?" Alexia whined.
"Lexi, stop it. It will be done soon." Tori said. Alexia walked over to the living room and took a seat on the floor infront of the couch.
~At Nick and Bristol's~
"Nick can you put Bryce in the tub so I can finish our dinner?"
"No Bristol, go put him in the tub and then go back to cooking."
"Mommy!" BRyce yelled running to Bristol.
"Bryce go by daddy and yell really loud."
"Don't you dare."
"DADDYYYY!" Bryce yelled making the funniest face while doing so. "DADDYYYY!"
"Bryce!"
"Don't yell at him Nick."
"So why are you telling him to come yell by me Bristol?" Nick argued.
"Come on Bryce, let's get away from this mean man," she picked Bryce up and walked to the bathroom. "Take a bath?"
"Ya," he said. She set the bath tub and put him in and cleaned him.
"All done!"
"All done!" He mimicked. She dressed him in a light blue onesie that looked adorable with his light blonde hair. She carried him into the kitchen to make a bottle.
"Here Bryce," she handed him the bottle.
He waddled over to Nick, "Dada."
"Come here," he picked him up and sat him on his lap. He laid back and drank his bottle. Nick reclined his chair and laid there with Bryce.
"Dinner is done." Bristol said putting some steak and potatoes on two dishes, one for her and one for Nick. Nick carried Bryce with him to the kitchen table and sat down. "Put him in his bed."
"No," Nick shook his head no and Bryce put his head on Nick's chest. Bryce stuck his tounge out at Bristol and laughed.
"You little witch," She did it back and laughed, he turned his head back to Nick's direction and looked up. He stuck his tounge up.
"Dude, you want me to rip your little tounge out?" Nick joked.
"Rip you'se out!" Bryce yelled pointing up to Nick's mouth.
"Bryce! Don't say that!" Bristol rose her voice.
"Calm down will ya? He's joking." Bryce yawned and rubbed his eyes.
"I"ll go lay him down," Bristol said reaching her arms out for Bryce. Nick handed her him and she carried him to his little room that could only fit his bed, a dresser, and some toys. Their apartment was pretty small. "Good night baby boy." She kissed his forhead and put his blanket on him.
"Ood night mama." He put his bottle back in his mouth and sucked it. She ran her fingers through her hair and walked back into the kitchen to sit down and eat her dinner.