I know it's been a while but just got caught up in other work and lacked some good ideas for this story. This is just a filler chapter before getting to some of the others that I have planned. Hope you enjoy all the warm fuzzies in this chapter.
Winter had quickly arrived and at the sight of snow John was ecstatic. The little boy tried running for the back door but was stopped short when his father scooped him up into the air.
"Where do you think you're going?" Peter asked the squirming toddler. John pouted, shifting around to look at him.
"It's snowing! I wanna play." He informed his father as if it were obvious. Peter grinned and made his way into the living room where his wife was, all the while keeping a tight hold of John who was grumbling in protest. Aleisa looked up at their entrance, keeping an eye on Adara who was lying on the floor next to her.
"What do you say to a snow day dear? Johnboy wants to go out and play." Peter suggested. At this John instantly perked up and wriggled to be let down. Peter obliged, and John instantly sprinted over towards his mother.
"Please, please, please, please mama." He begged, hugging onto his mother tightly to even further his cause. Aleisa chuckled at his antics, holding her son to her gently.
"I think that would be alright. I think even Adara would do well with a little fresh air." She hummed thoughtfully. John cheered and before he could bolt to the door, Aleisa snatched the back of his shirt, causing the little boy to tumble into her lap with a giggle.
"But first you need to go put on proper clothes mister." She scolded with a grin, tickling the boy who was laughing wildly.
"Ok!" John relented with a gasp as he was released. Picking up her small daughter Aleisa followed after John who was sprinting through the house. Peter followed after, hovering just behind his wife as they climbed the stairs.
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A few minutes and many layer later John was finally allowed out the door and he quickly plunged into the powdery snow.
"Daddy look!" John cheered, presenting a very snowy child to his father. Peter and Aleisa chuckled.
"What happened to John? All I see is a little snowman." Peter teased. John giggled and continued to plow through the inches of snow in their backyard, taking it all in. Aleisa watched with a grin as she held Adara who was cooing, looking around with wide eyes.
"What do you think sweetheart?" she hummed watching the little girl stare at the white stuff that was sticking to her little mittens. Adara sneezed and rubbed at her face grumpily as some of the cold powder landed on her face. Aleisa chuckled, reaching up to wipe away the moisture. Kneeling down she set the little girl on her bottom, hovering as she watched Adara stick her hands into the snow. Adara's face scrunched up, unsure of what to make of the white stuff. Nearby Peter and John had resorted to wrestling around in the snow, each throwing chunks of it when they had a free hand. The two boys were laughing as Peter picked up John and flopped backwards into the snow, taking his son down with him into the pile. The little family continued to explore and romp around in the snow and before long Aleisa realized it was getting a bit late. Adara had grown a bit grumpy as her nap had been delayed while out in the snow.
"Alright boys, I think it's about time to come inside." She called, holding Adara to her chest, the little girl already snuggling into her mother's warmth. Both Peter and John sat up and whined in protest, causing Aleisa to grin at them in amusement.
"Well I guess you could stay outside…but there will be some nice warm, cocoa inside with me…" Aleisa trailed off with a knowing smirk. The boys glanced at one another before quickly scrambling up and chasing the girls into the house.
"Drop your wet things by the door, I don't want you getting the floors all wet." She reminded them from the kitchen where she was already warming up some water.
"Do you want me to put her down while you work on this?" Peter suggested as he walked into the kitchen where Adara continued to fuss sleepily. Aleisa grinned and turned to hand her to Peter but tugged the little girl back suddenly. Peter stared at her in shock.
"Your hands are too cold warm them up first." Aleisa nodded her head towards the man's slightly pink hands. Peter rolled his eyes in amused exasperation and made a show of warming them up for his wife.
"Can I hold my child now?" Peter requested holding his hands out for his daughter. Aleisa bit back a grin at his snark before handing Adara over. As she turned her back to make the cocoa Peter grinned devilishly. He lightly stepped up behind her and quickly buried his cold nose into the crook of her bare neck. Aleisa screeched in surprise and swatted at the man who had taken off, chuckling as he escaped. She laughed, the grin never leaving her face. It was days like these that she would treasure as the years went on. She loved her little family.