“Hey, how are my two favorite people doing?”
“I’m fine, but I think fussy pants needs her mom,” he says trying not to smile.
“No way, I know what you’re all about Mr. Carter. You’re holding her, you get to change her. Rules are rules,” I wave my finger at him, it’s an ongoing joke we have. I fell for his charade the first time, but as soon as I caught on, it’s just been fun and games since. The best part was when Mason played it out on Heath. The look on his face was priceless, and the whole family had a laugh at the jokester.
“I’ll get her, I love you Quinn,” he whispers into my ear.
“I love you Mason,” I respond. I watch him walk towards Alana’s bedroom to change her diaper.
Our life is beautiful, and it’s all ours.