Page 74 of Dreams Do Come True
“Stinky Tus,” Lyric calls out happily.
Everyone laughs and I glare at Kean. “I totally blame you for that.”
Kean grins. “Sorry, not sorry.”
“How did you get on with both boys and the stairgates?” I ask, putting food on my plate.
“Fine,” he mutters and I hear Sion snort out a laugh.
I look over at Sion.
“Kean was struggling to hold both boys and open the gate, so I offered to hold River to make it easier.”
I laugh and look at Kean. “That’s just sad.”
“I knew Sion was there, I thought he might like to hold River,” he grumbled.
“More like I offered after watching you struggle,” Sion said.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”
“Whatver,” Lyric says, grinning.
Everyone laughs, so he says it again.
“I think Lyric’s found a new word,” Cam says, grinning.
“Yeah, we’re going to have to watch our language, even more now,” Ben adds.
“Whatver,” Lyric said again.
I laugh and then look at Jude and Sal. “How do you cut baby nails?”
“Magic,” Jude replied. “I didn’t want anything sharp near Connie, so Sal used magic to cut them.”
“I used mini scissors on Doobs. I was so scared the first time thinking I might hurt her, but thankfully had seen Mum cutting them once, but using magic would have been much easier,” Nix tells us.
“I tried to make it easier by biting my nails,” Nora says.
“And one day you might stop,” Nix replies, sounding wistful.
“I’ve already stopped, look,” she holds her hands up so Nix can see her nails. “Nana and Grammy said, if I stopped biting my nails, we could have grandmother granddaughter bonding and get our nails painted.”
Emily looks at Nix. “If that’s alright with you.”
Nix nods. “If it stops the nail biting, have at it.”
“Thank you, Nix,” Nora says, beaming at her brother.
“I’ll do that then,” I say. That would be so much easier than using scissors near his little hands. I get a slice of toast and put jam on it before taking a bite.
“So, what happens at these baby and toddler groups, and should we have registered?” Kean asks, finishing his breakfast.
“No bro. Possibly for some places you need to register, but the town one is open to residents. As for what happens, anything really. There are tables set up for drawing or painting, music circles, a play area, anything goes really,” Jude replies.
“Sounds like fun, doesn’t it, little man?” I ask Lyric.
“Whatver,” he says again.
