Tyson stood behind me, slowly took off my robe that I had been wearing, and turned me around as it fell to my knees instantly. My eyes were observing the gorgeous body that stood before me and it belonged to my very husband that I wanted to devour while he stood an inch away from me, my fingers idly sliding down his torso, my eyes fixated on his eyes. Tyson smiled at me then helped me into the bathtub and made sure I had sat down first before joining me in the Epsom salt bath I had created for us because we both needed it, but more so Tyson because of all of the wrestling he does. A huge sigh of relief left his body when he sat back in the tub and pulled me towards him so I could lie on his chest.

"Arigatou gozaimasu (Thank you very much)," he said to me.

"Doitashimashite (You're welcome)," I responded. "Are you comfortable?"

"Very. Baby, I love this bath because it's the cherry on top after a nice run and a nice hot breakfast. I appreciate it and I mean it, I really do."

"You're welcome."

"Are you happy with me?"

"Yes."

"You mean that?"

"Yes. I'm very happy that I'm with you but I now it's time for me to ask this question and please don't get mad."

"I won't get mad, Tia."

"Okay: do you regret marrying me? Do you regret having the kids?"

"Absolutely not, Tia Lily Smith! I love that fact that I got to marry you and have two children with you and it's something I'm never changing. You can ask me the question multiple times all you want, my answer will be the same. Got it?"

"Yes, darling."

"I've told you this before: life has it's way of changing things. We're married, we have two kids, and we have a cat that's now creeping in here as if we have some food for him. Yes, Timmy?"

"Meow." The cat sat next to the tub so it could get rubbed on the head by us because just like the kids, we spoiled the cat because we loved him very much as well.

He ran out of the bathroom after he got his usual lovin', leaving me and Tyson to soak in the hot bathtub to ease our aching muscles that needed some care. After our bath, I lied down on my stomach on the bed as Tyson gave me a massage, his hands sending me to cloud nine a few times as he poured oil on my back and legs to ease some of the tension I still had in my muscles. When he was finished, he gave me a kiss on my cheek that turned into some playful kisses but I managed to slip away from him only to get pinned against the wall as Tyson gave me more kisses on my lips, neck, and breasts. I just smiled to myself as he make sure every inch of my ebony skin remembered his soft lips that seemed to not get enough of what it was experiencing in this very moment in time.

"Hmm…you're delicious, you know that?"

"Eeeh! I do!"

"Those are the words I loved hearing before you were announced as Mrs. Smith."

"Music to your ears, huh?"

"Yes. Now, where do you want to eat at today?"

"Anywhere is fine."

"Alrighty, Outback Steakhouse?"

"Perfect."

T.J. and Tia both had their spoons going to work as they scooped up the mashed potatoes that were on the little saucer they were sharing together and took big bites. I was surprised at how fast they ate the potatoes so I ordered some more and told Tyson to not feed them steak despite him saying that the kids would be alright if they had just had a little taste. I swear, Tyson would feed them an entire rack of lamb if I didn't stop him from doing so!

"You like it?" Tyson asked the kids.

"Yes!" T.J. said.

"You like it, Tyra?"

I had Tyra standing on my lap so I saw her roll her eyes at her father playfully before she resumed devouring the mashed potatoes in front of her. T.J. snickered to himself as he scooped up a spoonful of mashed potatoes up but handed his spoon to Tyson instead of eating his food.

"Eat, Papa!" T.J. said. "Eat!"

"That's your food," Tyson said.

"Eat, Papa. Please?"

"Oh, alright." Tyson took a small bite of the mashed potatoes then sat T.J. in his lap and gave him a kiss on his forehead. "That was good. Papa thanks you."

T.J. looked up with a huge smile on his face as he giggled and continued eating his food while sharing with Tyson and his little sister who was also feeding me some mashed potatoes and enjoying themselves with us. Dessert time came so I took the honor of ordering us a brownie with chocolate ice cream that we all shared once it came to the table, the kids attacking the ice cream while me and Tyson shared the brownie together but I had to playfully yank the last piece away from him before he could finish. I'm glad I had decided to relax a little on Tyson feeding the kids any type of sweets because I wanted them to enjoy it but I did say not to go overboard and fed them an entire container of sugar so they could jump around everywhere.

We finished eating then headed to the aquarium so the kids could see all of the ocean's wonderful creatures swimming around in the water and taught them about the different types of fish in the sea. Tyra, who I sometimes forget can walk and run fast as lightening, quickly gravitated towards the shark tanks so Tyson had to run after her to make sure she didn't somehow end up in the damn thing to beat them up. T.J. took a liking to blue tangs that he saw, his eyes gazing at the beautiful fish swimming back and forth as if they were on their to school or somewhere very important, and pointed to them.

"Mommy, look! I like!"

"I'm glad you like the fish. Mommy is going to get you and Tyra something, okay?"

"Okay!"

We sat down on a bench and saw Tyra running towards us at lightening speed once again with Tyson right behind her but she ended up tripping, falling on her hands and knees, and started to cry out loud. Tyson picked her up to bring her over to the bench I was sitting at and cleaned her hands with a baby wipe he took out of her baby bag then started to rock her back and forth while singing her a lullaby in Japanese which made her stop crying. Her eyes couldn't stay open long enough as she was showing signs of being sleepy since her eyes were getting droopy as Tyson continued to sing to her until she finally fell asleep. T.J. had laid his head on Tyson's arm so he could listen to the lullaby then grabbed his sister's hand so he could hold it in his and hummed along to the song that he was enjoying.

I'm happy that today was a good day indeed.