A/N: Thanks for reading! This is the last installment. Reviews are love!
You raise me up to more than I can be
"What are you going to name him?" I asked my sister as our little girls played in Palm Woods Park and my six-month-old son, Cameron, slept on my lap. The boys were finishing up their last song for this album, so we were watching our babies alone.
Sally scratched at her nails, "I don't know yet. James wants to name him Lucas, but I'm not sure I could have a son with the same name as one of my exes." I nodded knowingly. Logan had really wanted to name our son Henry, but my old FX teacher's name was Henry. I hated that teacher. So, our son's name is Cameron Henry.
At that moment, my black-haired little girl ran up to the bench we were sitting at, "Mommy! Kristie bit me!" I shot a look at my sister. Kristin and Ally were both four and Sally still let Kristin bite other kids?
"Kristin Mallory Diamond! You get over here this instant!" Sally yelled across the park at her daughter. Ally cowered behind the bench at the sight of her auburn-haired cousin running over to us.
"Yes, Momma?" Kristin said innocently.
Sally looked sternly at her daughter, "Did you bite your cousin?" Kristin bit her lip. Ally nervously twirled one of her black dog-ears.
"She deserved it," Kristin mumbled.
"Is that true, Ally?" I asked, sighing into my hand. She shook her head rapidly, causing her dog-ears to flap from side to side. "What happened?" I asked wearily, patting the brunette infant in my arms.
Kristin crossed her arms and refused to talk. Ally took a deep breath and began, "Kristie and I were playing, and I missed the ball. I ran off to go get it, but Kristie wanted to get it before me. So, she caught up to me, but I already had the ball. She wanted to carry it back. I told her, 'No, I missed it, so I'll carry it back.' Then she bit me."
Sally looked peeved, "I do not see that as a reason to bite someone." Kristin pouted and muttered something that sounded like, "I do."
"There's my girl!" Logan said, holding out his arms to receive Ally.
"Daddy!" Ally said squeeling. She ran and hugged him. Logan spun her around in the air, similar to the way he did to me eight years ago the day he - through James - asked me out.
James held out his arms too, "Are you going to hug your dad or not, Kristie?"
Sally grabbed Kristin's arm before she could run to James, "No, she will not be greeting you with a hug. She just got in trouble." Sally looked sternly at her daughter.
James furrowed his eyebrows in disbelief, "Surely not. Kristin wouldn't get in trouble, would you?" At this question Kristin looked down at her feet. James sighed, "What did you do this time, Krissy?"
Sally prodded her daughter. "I bit Ally." James covered his eyes with his hand and then rubbed at his temple, clearly not surprised, yet very frustrated by his daughter.
"She bit you? Are you okay? Where was it?" Logan asked, holding our daughter out from him to inspect her for bite marks. He had been very overprotective of her since the day she was born.
"I'm okay, Daddy," Ally said with a bit of a smile.
"Allison Danielle Mitchell, don't scare me like that! You nearly gave me ventricle fibrillation!" Logan said shaking his head at Ally.
I smiled at my husband's use of medical terms, "Honey, she doesn't know what v-fib is. If you are going to tell her that you nearly died of heart failure, say that she nearly gave you a heart attack, not v-fib." I rolled my eyes, as did Sally.
"We are done recording for the day, so, Miss Kristin, we are going home. Enjoy the ride home, because you won't enjoy being home," James said sternly to his daughter who pouted and walked toward their small black car.
"Are you ready to go home?" Logan asked me. I smiled tiredly and nodded. "I'll take Cameron."
I sighed wearily, "Thanks. I just might fall asleep in the car on the way home. You are so lucky you've been working. He keeps me up all night."
"I'm not working tonight. You sleep all you need. In fact, as soon as we get home, you go to sleep. I'll watch Ally and Cameron," Logan said cranking the engine of the car.
I yawned and reached over to entwine my fingers with my husband's, "You are the most perfect husband and dad anyone could ever dream of having. I love you so much."
He kissed the top of my head, "I love you too." By the time we pulled into our driveway, the three of us were asleep, leaving Logan to take Ally and Cameron in and tuck them in before coming back out to the car and carrying me up the front stairs to our bedroom. He laid me on top of the covers and kissed my forehead.
"Sleep well. I love you," he said softly.