"Wook at wittle baby Scotty," Gabe snickered as Chris changed his oldest son. Gabe couldn't help but laugh at his oldest brother situation. He'd always been the baby of the three, now he looked the part.

"Stop it, Gabe," Chris fastened the diaper and set Scott down. Scott had already started walking a little, at least keeping his hands against the wall he could make a few steps, before falling over and whining.

Scott took his no-spill sippy cup and walked to the frontroom to play with his toys, " 'Lex play with me," he shook his brother's foot, " 'Lex!"

"I'm trying to sleep, Scott," Alex sighed.

"Please?" he begged, "Just a little?"

He rolled his eyes and got on the floor, "Ok, what are we playing?"

"Play cars," he smiled and pushed his car along.

Alex just pushed his along, thinking of what Logan was doing. He smiled and grabbed his phone as he played, "Hey Pete. Whats up? Oh wow...why didn't I think of that?" he heard of how Pete's brother drugged the kids to get them to sleep.

Gabe walked in a looked at Scott, "Hi Scotty, what you doing?" he smiled and knealed down.

Scott pouted, "Go 'way."

"Aww, I can't play with you?" he took the car, "Can I play with this?"

"Mine!" Scott reached. When Gabe pulled back Scott whined and pulled at Alex, "He took mine car!"

"Scott we already talked about that. You have to share," Alex covered the phone.

The readhead just sniffled.

Gabe smirked and pushed his car on the floor, "Vroom, vroom. Mine is faster," he kept pushing, "See how fast?" he looked at Alex before pushing the car into Scott's foot.

"Ah!" he sobbed and climbed on Alex's lap to get away from the bully, " 'Lex! He hit!"

Alex glared at his little brother, "Don't you have chores to be doing?"

"Is that any of your business?" he smirked.

The middle son narrowed his eyes and smacked the kid across the head, "Go do something productive!"

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sincerly Rie