I'm just lounging in bed on a lazy Sunday morning, the kids are still asleep since it's summer and they don't have to come to work with me today. Then my lazy morning is disrupted when I hear the sounding of running. Not even a moment later my door is opened and three small human beings jump on me.
"HAPPY FATHERS DAY!" They all squeal in unison.
I knew I forgot something.
"Thanks." I say as I wrap them in a bear hug. They giggle and then squirm till I let them out of my grip.
They all run out of the room forcing me to follow so they don't ruin the house. Raising three small children at once is a challenge; it's even harder when they have bionics.
I spend the morning measuring ingredients out so they can pour it into a bowl and
'make' me pancakes. As I flip the pancakes they speak in gibberish while watching me from the barstools.
We sit around the table and eat pancakes. The conversation topic is about what they want to do over the summer, but then it switches fast when Adam looks at me with his bug brown eyes that shine with innocence and ask, "Where's you dad?"
I stop mid bite when I realize what he just asked me. I put down my fork and see three pairs of eyes watching me intently.
"My dad left a year after my little brother was born, and before that he wasn't around much. So I don't know where he is." I say.
"You have a brother?" Bree excitedly asks.
"Yes." I answer. I don't really want to go down this path just encase they remember him. Plus Adam hasn't had a nightmare in six months; they always come back when something reminds him of the first two years of his life.
Chase seems to sense my discomfort and changes the topic back to what to do over the summer.
The rest of the day is spent watching movies and eating junk food, the conversation about my past seems to be forgotten.
A/N Not my best but I just got back form camping and wanted to post something for father's day. This one is about a month after the one shot titled What's a Mother?
Sorry for all the fluffiness.
Till next time.