Tackling Take 3 - 2039
Note: Shay is 8, Zoe is 6, Aidan is 3, Babies are almost 1
Was Jessica having a staring contest with Zoe? Yes, yes she was. What? THIS KID KEPT MESSING UP WHAT SHE NEEDED TO DO. IT WASN’T THAT BLOODY HARD, ZOE. Honestly, It was quite simple - she had literally had to just tackle her dad. IT WAS NOT THAT DIFFICULT. All this kid had to do was run to her dad and push him. PUSH HIM. Trust Jess, her dad could handle some pushing - his ego was farrrrrr to high anyways.
“Say it one more time, Zoe,”
“I…pwomise I won’t hug…”
“Hug and what else?,”
“Oh oh right Mommy. I…pwomise I won’t hug OR kiss daddy before I tackle him.”
“Good. Daddy will be home in jussst a little bit… Shay, you got Ethan?”
“YEP Mommy. Me and Ethan will get Daddy’s right side,”
“And Aidan, what are you NOT going to do?”
“H…ho…hold dwaddy’s hand.”
“Good, you can hold his hand after you listen to mommy okay?”
“O…okay mwommy.”
Kissing her son’s chubby cheek, she looked at Zoe with a raised eyebrow. “Okay Zoe, you and Aidan are going to get daddy’s left side, remember?”
“Mmhmm.”
“Psst hold his hand Zoeeee,”
“Oh yeahhhhh.”
Jess smiled watching Shay guide her little sister so that she was holding Aidan’s little hand. With one last smile at the kids, Jess finally put her attention on Grayson who was cooing and bouncing in her hands - begging for attention the minute she begin training… just Zoe and Aidan. After all, Shay had this down from day 1 and Ethan and Grayson were just gonna follow sooooo… DOn"T mEsS thiS uP ZOE AND AIDAN. Hearing her husband’s car pull up, Jess picked Grayson up giving ONE LAST stare down to her middle daughter and son - ""Alright kids. Three…twooooo… NOW TACKLE " Watching as the door opened, Jess watched as Shay and Ethan slowly ran to their dad along with Zoe and Aidan who were ACTUALLY LISTENING.
Here was the problem though, Apparently Dorian was expecting this… to happen. Which… usually wouldn’t be an issue - but the minute he came in, Dorian had ICE CREAM in his hand and yelled “Stop right now and I’ll give everyone their favorite flavor of ice cream.”
OKAY, YOU’RE BRIBING THEM NOW? TOUCHÉ W^nker. The minute Zoe screamed “Iceeee creaaaaam” Jess knew it was over, and a sigh left her lips as the kids lined up for ice cream with their dad who had taken a seat on the floor to give them a kiss and whatever they wanted. After a second, Jess brought Grayson and took a seat next to him.
“And Grayson, do you want a little ice cream?”
Jess raised her eyebrow at the man ignoring her and going straight to Grayson.
“You blood arse” Jess sighed, seeing the man smile and finally give her attention - which resulted in a kiss. “You have to do better, Jess. I’m too good.”
“Just give me my bloody ice cream already, idiot”