Chapter 2

Two Years Old

Jacob

Today my sons stripped in frount of the whole pack. They suddenly started pulling off their clothes and even their dipars I was never this strong willed when I was their age and there are two of them.

"Naky, Dada." My adorable Devon said.

"I can see that." I replied my Jacely was laughing as they zoomed around Sam's house with no clothes on holding their stuffed wolves named Wof and Oggy.

"I am going to get you." Sam said and pounced upon Darius tickling him.

"Eof, Unkie Am." He said in his childish manner sounding somehow like and old man.

"Alright Darius, I will let off if you put your clothes back on. Agreed young man."

"Agree." He confirmed smiling. He got up and quiet as you please got his clothes back on.

"That's my boy." I said smiling his shirt was on backwards but he seemed so proud of himself.

"I can too." Devon said and put his clothes on as well his pants back to frount. They were so cute. I loved my little sons so much.

"Good job Deven." Jacely said hiding a laugh behind her hand. He beamed with delight.

"Tank, you Mama." He said smiling obviously proud of himself.

"Dada? I go potty." Darius said and I took him to the bathroom. My boys were growing up. "Bye bye poopies my body doesn't need you any more." I cannot get him to stop saying that but it is so adorable that I don't care. I lift him up so he can wash his hands. They both have Jacely's hair but I am not sure where the green eyes come from. Most probably Jacely's side of the family.

"I love you Dada." He says and turns around hugging me with wet hands. I laugh.

"You got Daddy all wet with that love." I said and kissed his palms. "I love you too Dar." He beamed.

"Wof?" He asks me.

"Wolf." I agree laughing and get down on my knees he sit astride my back and I run on my hands and knees. When the pack see me they laugh.

"No laugh Dada, Dada good wof." He said which of course makes them laugh harder.

"Yes Daddy is a good wolf." My Jacely agrees her eyes dancing in that way I love.

"Mama good Oggy too." Deven says we can't get him to try to say wolf yet. "Give Oggy ride?" He asks Jacely.

"Alright Dev." She replies and gets on her hands and knees. Together we race about Sam's house our twins on our backs and wolfs clutched in their hands. They laugh and it is childish but I love it. It is times like these that I feel the luckiest man alive.