"Daddy!" Anthony DiNozzo heard his three year old, triplets yell at eight o'clock on a Saturday morning. He groaned and rolled over in bed, only to have three 60 pound bodies jump on his back.
"Daddy! Mommy said breakfast is ready!" The oldest, Jacob Anthony DiNozzo, yelled in his ear.
"Yeah, Daddy! Get up! We're going to the beach with Uncle Gibbs, Uncle McGee, Aunt Abby, and Aunt Jen!" The second oldest, Maddox Jethro DiNozzo, said.
"Hurry, Daddy! Please!" The third, Olivia Abigail DiNozzo, said.
"Come on, Tony." Ziva David-DiNozzo, his wife, said from her spot in the door way, then left to finish breakfast. Tony smiled into his pillow and rolled over again, letting them slip off his back. He looked at his children, the carbon copies of their parents. All of them looked pretty much alike, except for a few minor differences in hair color or eye color.
Olivia, the sweetest three-year-old you'll ever meet, never got in trouble, unlike her brothers, who were biggest troublemakers in the world. At age three she already knew three other languages, like her brothers, who could also speak those three; Hebrew, Italian, and Spanish. She was smart and sweet, plus beautiful, just like her mom. She had dark brown, almost black, curly, thick, long hair with a widow's peak in the middle of her forehead. Right now, her hair had been brushed out perfectly strait and then French braided into two braids on the side of her head. At the ends of each braid was a white and purple striped ribbon. Her dark olive skin contrasted beautifully with her jewel green eyes. Her facial features were purely Tony's, and so was her smile, but her personality switched between his and Ziva's, depending on what kind of mood she was in. She was dressed in a purple one-piece bathing suit with a white and purple sleeved rash guard with tropical purple flowers on the side of it. A simple pair of purple shorts covered the bottom of her bathing suit.
Maddox, the most devious and sneaky kid in the world, purely his mother's personality. He also had dark olive skin, but had spiked up, light, sandy brown hair like Tony's. His eyes were a deep brown and he had Tony's smile and facial features. He had on brown swim trunks with deep burgundy Hawaiian flowers covering them and a pure white elastic waist band. He had on a simple white Speedo rash guard and shiny red sunglasses covering his eyes.
Jacob, the care-free, funny kid, had his dad's personality. But, he looked just like Ziva except for his green eyes and smile. His hair was dark brown spiky hair and he had beautiful olive skin. His facial features portrayed none of Tony. His trunks were a bit brighter than Maddox's, being clean, pure white and bright yellow horizontal striped. His shirt was also a white rash guard. His black sunglasses were also placed securely on top of is head.
"I'm up. I'm up." Tony said, laughing at their excitement. He climbed out of bed and pulled a pair of brown swim trunks with a light blue stripe and a smaller white stripe down the right side. On the left was a large white Speedo symbol.
"How about you go help mommy set the table while I change?" Tony said to Maddox, Jacob, and Olivia. They all nodded and ran into the kitchen. Tony slipped on the swim trunks and then pulled out a short sleeved, white rash guard with a silver Nike symbol on the neck of it. He slipped that on for when they go surfing or skim boarding and then followed the kids into the kitchen.