"Boys, come on. We're going to be late." Kristin called from the kitchen as she tightened the lid on her coffee mug.
"You worried about today?" Phil asked from the table where he was currently feeding Tommy.
"Yeah, but good worried. I've heard nothing but good things about this family so far." She nodded even as she took in a calming breath.
"Meeting new people is hard, especially when you're going to be working with their kids. Knowing their going to be judging you on first impressions and-"
"Thank you Phil. That's very helpful." Kristin cut him off with a nervous laugh.
"But," Phil started again, turning to face her fully with a large smile, "You're going to go, meet them, and knock their socks off. They're going to love you."
"You're just saying that because you have a biased opinion." Kristin replied, though now smiling as well.
"I do, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong." Phil countered with full confidence, "I think my beautiful, talented and smart wife is going to have a great day today and feel oh-so-silly for worrying so much later."
"And I think my handsome, clever and charming husband is fishing for affection." Kristin sent back as she stepped closer to him.
"I am, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong." Phil grinned at his perceived witty wordplay.
Kristin hummed back at him as she leaned down to give him a kiss.
"Eww" Wilbur's note of disgust lilted into the air from the kitchen doorway that lead into the living room.
His parents chuckled but otherwise didn't react to the sound, though they broke apart as Kristin went about checking over things once more. Phil turned to look at his sons as Tommy let out an impatient noise from beside him.
Wilbur was standing beside Techno with the youngers bag in hand and open. He was listing the things inside while Techno fussed with getting his jacket buttoned up. They looked just about sorted out and so Phil went back to focusing on Tommy, who was reaching with another whined huff for the spoon in his father's hand. Filling it with applesauce Phil lifted it high before making an airplane noise. Tommy's eyes widened with excitement as he kicked his feet and opened his mouth wide with a smile.
"-and you're sure your homework's inside?" Wilbur asked Techno as he tried to define said item in the puppy shaped backpack.
"Its there. In the green 'homework' folder." Techno replied with some distraction.
"What about your snack?" Wil moved on as he set the bag on the ground.
"I have it here, Wil." Their mother called as she opened the fridge and pulled out two containers, "I have yours too. I'll put it in your bag for you."
"Okay. Thanks, mum." Wil nodded as he took the one for Techno from her and tucked it into his younger brother's bag.
Once it was secure and he was sure nothing was forgotten Wilbur zipped it up and waited to hand it back to the other. However, the top button, as usual, was giving Techno trouble as his fingers kept sliding off of it. Without a word Wilbur stepped up and overlapped his fingers with his brother's and helped him push the stubborn plastic circle through the hole.
Techno looked at the button and then back up at his brother, a smile on his face.
"Thanks, Wil." Techno nodded to his brother before giving him a quick hug of appreciation.
It was short, but it made Wil smile all the same.
"Okay, we really need to get going now. Are you two all set?" Kristin called from near the doorway, hands full with both her own bag and Wilbur's.
"We're ready." Wilbur confirmed with a nod, though he quickly glanced down at his and Techno's shoes quickly just to be sure, "All set."
"Okay then, good. Say buh-bye then and we can go." Kristin directed as she moved to peek back into the kitchen herself, "I should be back around six if everything goes well. No later than eight."
"Got it. I'll make something simple so if it needs reheating it wont be gross." He assured her with a nod and a smile.
"Buh-bye, dad." Techno interrupted, running into the room to hug his father as well.
"Goodbye for now, Tech. See you at the bus stop later." Phil promised as he returned the hug.
"Bye, dad. See you after school." Wilbur bid off as well with a wave instead of a hug, not wanting to try to step over Techno for one.
"Yeah, see you then, Wil. Behave for your teachers." Phil added with a smirk.
"Of course." Wil shot back with an almost indignant tone, but a smirk on his face all the same.
"Buh-bye, Tommy." Techno offered the smallest Watson with a wave as he headed back for the door.
Before Techno got too far he stopped as the rest of the family paused as well as Tommy's hand waved back, smile wide as words bubbled out of his mouth.
"Bu-buhy" Tommy babbled with a hum of excitement.
He repeated the words twice more and in that time Phil started to gush over the words as the other three drew near. Techno was first, being the closest, and was now hugging onto the front of Tommy's chair, a grin breaking wide on his face as he waved back to Tommy close enough to almost touch hands. Wilbur wasn't far behind him, almost pressed to the side of the chair as he repeated 'buh-bye, Tommy' to the child, his own voice pitched and enthused.
Over the both of their heads stood Kristin, leaning over and cooing over her youngest as well. Little Tommy was delighted at the attention and continued to wave at his family, face split with a wide and gummy smile as a squeal of a giggle burst of his tiny body and filling the room with even more sound. Wilbur tried to get Tommy to say goodbye to him specifically, but Tommy was freely giving his 'bu-buhy's' to all of them without care. His little legs kicked at his seat as he bounced and celebrated being in the sole spotlight of his family.