The next day, Tyson took me and the kids down to the beach after he had come home from work as it was the first time the kids had visited a real beach before. The kids looked adorable in their swimming gear, that I had picked out for them of course, and I made sure they had on plenty of sunscreen before we had even left the house. The beach wasn't too crowded so we had plenty of space to pick to set up camp before heading to the water to help us cool off. I held onto Tyra's hand as I walked her towards the water that hit the sand multiple times and at first she was apprehensive about the ocean as it was her first time laying eyes on it but once the water hit her little sausage toes, she was giggling. T.J. was another story. He wasn't fond of the ocean whatsoever, even covering his eyes and laying his head on Tyson's chest as he refused to look into the water. He didn't go far into the ocean with T.J. but he eventually came back onto shore so T.J. could feel more better about being back on land. T.J. felt much better when it was time to eat the Oreo cookies Tyson had packed for us.
Tyson ate some Oreo cookies himself and laid down on the towel he had put out for himself. Tyra had been standing next to me when she saw Tyson lying down and walked over to him, smacked him in his stomach hard, and yelled "Daddy!"
"Yes, ma'am!?" Tyson sat up to see what his little princess wanted.
"EAT!" Tyra handed him her cookie that she had bitten and watched him take a small bite of it.
"You happy?" Tyson asked her.
"Yes," she replied.
I chuckled while wiping T.J.'s mouth as somehow he got mustard all over his face from the sandwich I had given him. Tyra gave Tyson a run for his money as she didn't let him lie back down and wanted to give her papa cookies, fruit, sandwiches, and even a seashell she dug out of the ground. I guess Tyra was running the show now.
A hot shower is what I needed after a nice long day and my body thanked me for it tenfold. Well, I believe my body thanked me for it as me and Tyson had showered together which meant I got to wash his back and he washed mine. When we got out of the shower, he offered to put lotion on my back and told me to lie down face first on the bed so he could give me a much needed massage as well as my back was stiff and just needed some loving and tender care because it was something that needed to be done. Sometimes my back acts up on me but over time, it's gotten more bearable and I've learned to fight through the pain even if it means getting a lecture from my husband about it. But when I told him that he too fights through pain when he wrestles, he tells me "Touché" because he has a bruised kidney (that's healing thankfully).
We had finally settled into bed but T.J. had begun to cry out for us and Tyson went to get him to bring him in our room for the night and the toddler became content when Tyson held him in his arms so he could sing him a lullaby while rocking him back to sleep. As soon as his little noggin hit the pillow along with Tyson's, he was out like a light.
"These kids have my wrapped around their finger, I swear," Tyson said.
"Because their dad is amazing," I said.
"You damn straight I am. Night."
"Night."
"Oh, before we go to bed I talked to my mom yesterday."
"And how did that turn out?"
"Good. She told me to tell you she loves you."
"LOVES me?"
"She does. My parents have their ways but that's just them, Tyson. It was a nice conversation."
"Well, I'm happy that you and your mom didn't get into a screaming match with each other. I love your parents, too."
"We just all have our way of showing love to one another."
"You can shove me love by making me some oatmeal in the morning."
"Excuse me?"
"See? Love you!"
It was actually Tyson who made me a nice bowl of oatmeal in the morning when I had woken up and I almost didn't finish it as he was too busy kissing me on my neck as I ate. I playfully threatened to punch him in his nuts if he didn't let me eat but after breakfast, we managed to get a quickie in before showering again and slipped on our clothes before the kids began to awake. Tyra had sat up in her crib with a frown on her face when I went to get her and when I asked her what was wrong her response was simply a "HMPH!". All of this attitude definitely came from me so it was suspected but I did tell her to watch it or she wouldn't get any ice cream and she was on her best behavior as I changed her diaper and got her dressed for the day along with her brother.
I was getting the baby's bags ready when Tyson came into the kid's room to see if they were ready to go.
"Who wants to come with Daddy to work?" he asked the kids.
"ME!" T.J. said. "I do!"
"Well, I can arrange for that," Tyson said.
I should've known that the kids were going to run amuck in the AEW headquarters and run past a bunch of wrestlers and backstage talent that simply smiled at the kids who were leading me on a wild chase around the place. I let them have their fun until I was able to finally scoop them up and sat them down in the catering room so I could feed them some food. I made a small plate of beans and rice for T.J. and Tyra who devoured their food with no issues as their tummies were happy to finally receive food. After lunch, Tyson took me and the kids to the ring where he let them run around as it was their first time in a professional wrestling ring. Tyson knelt down in one corner with his arms extended out to the kids who ran straight into them then playfully tagged them both on the shoulder and said "Tag, you guys are it!" This didn't sit well with Tyra as she remained in the corner while she watched T.J. chase after Tyson who allowed T.J. to tag him after pretending to escape from him. This little girl was definitely going to be a handful at two years old very soon.
"What's the matter, Ma'am?" Tyson said to Tyra.
"Hmph," she responded and turned he head away from him.
Tyson looked at me with his hands on his hips while shaking his head and chuckling.
"Is she turning into a mini devil?" he asked me.
"Maybe. I had to deal with her kicking me every two seconds when I was pregnant with her so that was the start of her becoming a mini devil." I shrugged my shoulders playfully as I rolled into the ring to join in on the family fun. "I have candy."
Tyra bypassed Tyson to come to me for her treat but when I told her that Daddy took it from me, she walked up directly to Tyson with her hand held out for her missing treat that belonged to her.
As much as I loved seeing Tyson wrestle, it was lovely to finally be alone with him in our home again away from the madness that came with the wrestling business. I had never seen Tyson so busy before but he handled his business like the professional that he is and man did he look sexy doing so. He was exhausted after his long day so I made him a nice dinner, ran him a hot bath, massaged his back for him, and thought we were going to head to sleep after but he wanted to do something with me before the night concluded.
Dance.
He hooked up his phone to my mini speaker to play a slow jam that I hadn't heard in a long time. It was a song that I remember playing on the radio the very night that I made love to Tyson for the first time and ever since then, the song had always brought back a great memory for me. My face was against his bare chest as we rocked back and forth together and let the song sooth us as it was only me and Tyson on this planet at the moment.
Watching every motion
In my foolish lovers game
On this endless ocean
Finally lovers know no shame
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn around and say
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching, I keep waiting
Still anticipating love
Never hesitating
To become the fated ones
Turning and returning
To some secret place to hide
Watching in slow motion
As you turn to me and say
My love, take my breath away
Tyson kissed my forehead as he held me closer to him in his strong arms that never wanted to let go of me and I didn't mind it at all because I didn't want to let go of him either.
He definitely had his way of taking my breath away.
