"Hurry up, baby, we're going to miss our flight!" Kris called up the stairs. By his feet were two large suitcases and two smaller ones.
"Daddy, can I take my coloring book on the plane?" Ryleigh asked holding her Tinkerbelle coloring book in her tiny hands.
"Yes, sweetie, put it in your backpack," Kris said, pointing to the pink pack on Ryleigh's back.
"Come on, Adam! The flight leaves in an hour!" he called up the stairs again, trying to get his husband to hurry.
"One second!" Adam said.
"Daddy, can I take my glitter markers on the plane too?" Ryleigh said.
"Yes, baby." Kris smiled down at his five year old daughter before turning back to the stairs. "Adam, seriously!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming! Jeez!" Adam said. A few seconds later Adam was walking down the stairs with a pink baby bag slung over his shoulder and carrying their two week old daughter, Avery in his arms.
As soon as Adam got to the foot of the stairs, Kris held out his arms for Avery. Adam passed their young sleeping daughter over to his husband.
"I'll get the girls in the car, you grab the luggage," Kris said before turning to walk toward the front door.
Two hours later they were in the air and on their way to Arkansas. They flew in first class because not only was it quieter for their young daughter, but it allowed much more room to play so Ryleigh wouldn't get cranky. Luckily, Avery was still fast asleep, lying in Adam's lap. Ryleigh was sitting in Kris' lap coloring in her Tinkerbelle coloring book.
"Color with me, Daddy," Ryleigh said, handing Kris a purple glitter marker.
"Oh no, sweetie, that's your coloring book. Color me something pretty," Kris said resting his head against the back of the seat trying to get a power nap in.
"Daddy," Ryleigh whined. "Please color with me."
Kris turned to see his husband fast asleep in the chair across from him.
"Okay," Kris said, sighing and taking the purple glitter marker from Ryleigh's hand and leaning around his daughter to color.
Kris looked for a place to color before lifting the purple marker and coloring Tinkerbelle's hair.
Ryleigh gasped before screaming. Everyone on the plane perked their heads up and strained their necks trying to look forward into first class to see who or what was causing the noise. Adam's eyes snapped opened and held Avery tighter as she awoke and started crying loudly.
"What? What!" Kris said, looking at his five year old daughter.
Ryleigh's screaming seized before she looked over at Kris. "Tinkerbelle's hair is not purple!"
"Okay okay, I'm sorry, sweetie," Kris said. "But you don't scream on planes like that. Mama will be very upset with you if she heard about this."
Adam scrambled for the baby bag next to his seat before coming up with a bottle for Avery. Within a few minutes everything was quiet again. Ryleigh even decided she was finished coloring so she laid down for a nap against Kris' chest. A few minutes later both girls were fast asleep.
"What did you do?" Adam said, whispering.
Kris sighed, petting Ryleigh's curly light brown hair with his hand as she slept. "I colored Tinkerbelle's hair purple."
"Oh that's just wrong."
Three hours later, they landed in Arkansas.
On their trek to the luggage pick up where they would be meeting Kris' parents, Kris carried Avery as Adam held Ryleigh's hand.
"Is that my baby?" Kim called across the room.
Kris smiled stepping closer. "Hi, Mama." He kissed her cheek.
"Oh I wasn't talking about you," Kim teased. "But thank you, sweetheart," she returned Kris' kiss.
"Is this my new granddaughter?" Kim asked looking down at the sleeping infant in Kris' arms. Her eyes were shining with tears, as they were the first time she had met her first granddaughter, Ryleigh.
"Yes, Mama," Kris said. "This is Avery."
Kim covered her hand with her mouth and she bit back tears. "She's gorgeous, baby," she said before turning to smile warmly at her son-in-law. "She looks just like you, Adam."
Adam smiled. "Thank you."
"Let me hold my girl," Kim said, gesturing Kris to hand the infant over.
Kris transferred the sleeping baby into his mother's arms.
"Oh my," Kim said, petting Avery's soft bright blonde hairs. "You're a pretty girl. Yes you are. Very very pretty. Just like your Papa. Yes ma'am."
"She's a cute baby that's for sure," Neil, Kris' father said, stepping up and laying his hand on his wife's shoulder. He too had tears accumulating in his eyes as he looked down at his youngest granddaughter.
"And how about you, Ryleigh?" Kim said, looking down at the half awake five year old standing by Adam's side. "Are you being a good big sissy?"
Ryleigh mumbled and nodded.
Adam chuckled before lifting his daughter into his arms. "She's still asleep from the flight."
"Poor thing," Kim said, giggling while continuing to bounce the young infant in her arms.
"Well it was a long flight," Neil said, "Why don't we get all of you back home for lunch. Come on, Kristopher, I'll help you with the luggage."