"I'm home!" Garry called as he walked into the house.
"Hi Garry!" his mom said from her seat on the floor. "How was school today?"
"Eh, it was alright," Garry shrugged. It was fifth grade; it wasn't like it was anything special. Slipping off his backpack and letting it fall to the floor, Garry sat down beside his mom. Her arms were outstretched, and she was holding two small bottles of formula to the mouths of two little girls. Garry's eight-month-old sisters sat in two small baby chairs, hungrily gulping down the milk that their mother was feeding them. Garry smiled as he watched them. Ib and Mary were adorable!
"How were Ib and Mary today?" Garry asked.
"They were good," his mom replied happily. "They were just playing all day today. They always play so well together!" Garry laughed a little at his sisters. Ib and Mary both looked up at him curiously over the top of their bottles.
"So, any homework?" Garry sighed and nodded.
"Math homework," he mumbled. He hated math. It was his least favorite subject. It was always so boring and tedious.
"Well, if you start now, I'm sure you'll be done with your homework in no time," his mother told him. Suddenly, the phone in the kitchen began to ring.
"Oh, I'm sure that's your dad calling to let us know he's coming home from work," she said. "Garry, can you sit here for a minute and watch your sisters?" Garry nodded. His mom then gently pried the bottles out of Ib and Mary's mouths and then set them on the floor as she stood up to answer the phone. As soon as she was gone, Ib and Mary both started to get fussy, whimpering and crying for their bottles.
"H-hold on! Mom's gonna be right back!" Garry said quickly. However, this didn't seem to help. Picking up the bottles, Garry then popped them back into Ib and Mary's mouths, and the two girls stopped fussing. The happily resumed drinking the milk and Garry smiled. He was feeding his baby sisters!
"Aw! How sweet of you, Garry!" Looking up, Garry saw his mom standing in the doorway between the kitchen and living room. She had a huge smile on her face as she watched him.
"Oh, hold on! Let me grab my camera!"
"No, Mom! You don't have to…!" Garry called, but it was too late. She was already running back into the hallway where their rooms were so that she could grab her camera. His mom returned shortly with her camera in hand.
"Say cheese!" she said as she held up the camera.
"Aw, Mom! No!" Garry whined. He hated having his picture taken, unless it was absolutely necessary.
"Oh, c'mon my little Gar-bear!" she pleaded. Garry felt his cheeks burn. He hated it when his mom called him that.
"If I smile for the picture, will you never call me that again?" he asked.
"Oh, alright," his mom giggled. "Now smile!" Garry did his best to smile as his mom took the picture. When that was finished, she smiled at the photo and then set her camera down on the coffee table.
"Thanks Garry! That was really nice of you to feed your sisters while I was busy," she said. "You're a really good big brother!"
"Thanks," Garry said happily. "But it was nothing though. They were getting fussy and I just thought that I'd help out."
"Well, that was very nice of you, Garry. Now, why don't I take over and you go finish your homework?" Garry nodded and carefully pulled the bottles out of his sisters' mouths. Ib and Mary whimpered a little and grabbed at the bottles.
"It's okay, Mom's gonna feed you two now," he said. Garry then handed the bottles to his mom and stood up. She began to feed them again, but Ib and Mary still seemed unhappy. They pushed the bottles out of their mouths and reached towards Garry.
"Ba! Ba! Bruda!" Mary babbled.
"Ga! Gawwy!" Ib gurgled.
"Aw! That's so adorable!" his mom gushed. "They love you!" Garry smiled and laughed.
"I love you both too!" Garry chuckled. "You two are the cutest little sisters ever! But I'll have to play with you later. I have homework."
"Garry, if you want, why don't you finish feeding them, and then you can do homework afterward," his mom suggested with a smile. Garry quickly agreed and sat down. He took the bottles and began to feed them again. Ib and Mary happily drank the rest of the milk, and when they finished, Garry's mom showed him how to burp them. Garry couldn't help but smile the whole time. It felt so good to help take care of his sisters. Being a big brother was the coolest!
This was actually based on my own experience. I have a little brother and sister and they're twins too. When I was really little (I wasn't ten like Garry), my mom was feeding them in their car seats in the living room. She then got up to go into the kitchen for some reason (I don't remember why anymore), and I decided to help out and I started feeding them. Unfortunately, my brother and sister didn't call my name like Ib and Mary did, but my mom did take a picture (we still have the photo). Anyway, this is just a short chapter and adorable fluff, so I hope you like it! Thanks for reading and comments are always appreciated!