A/N: A drabble I originally wrote on Tumblr for "Hyper + Victoria and Lucy" but ended up more as straight-up family fluff! Yay! I'm gonna try and post all the drabbles I wrote onto this fic since there were lots of kidfics and I generally liked them all.
"Andy!" April shouts, one toddler slung in her arm and still trying to crawl up and on her like a tree. "Where's-"
As if answering her, a naked toddler speeds past the door she's looking out. Not long after, she hears Andy yelling something and following her with a dress in his hands. He, too, flies past the doorway as April just barely manages to get the socks on Victoria.
They thought it was going to be a nightmare remembering which was which, and April hoped for some kind of supernatural, hypermotherly instinct to show her. Instead, they got a birthmark on Lucy's back.
With her twin finally dressed - and not before another trip around the room chasing her, giggling, and trying to get her to calm down for just a moment - April walks down the stairs to the sight that she honestly fully expects. Jack's sitting impatiently while Robbie pats his head, still in love with the idea that she's so much taller than him, and Sam's doodling in the coloring book she gets to take places. Andy's just finishing up slipping shoes onto the now docile toddler.
"They all ready?" she asks, smiling and knowing. It's kind of ridiculous how easily he handles all of them and, on top of making her life easier, Andy's never been happier than being a stay at home dad.
Look, April loves her kids to the point where she isn't even certain someone can feel all of that but Andy? She's sure that no one's ever been happier in their entire life than Andy in every single instance of fatherhood.
"Yep, just gotta… there!" he stands up with the little girl in tow, cradling her easily in his one arm while he goes to grab their bags. "We're going to go say happy birthday to Aunt Leslie. Aren't we, guys?"
Everyone jumps off of the couch, running out to the driveway. If April wasn't so tired, and also carrying her child, she'd have ran with them. She can see that Andy is fighting the same urge, so she nudges him with her shoulder and they walk out to get ready for a whirlwind of a birthday party attempting to keep these kids from totally ruining Leslie's house.