 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Jon giggled happily when he was caught. He snuggled a small hand around his daddy’s shoulder, his other hand keeping a firm grip on Thor. “Always! Thor is the bestest friend!” He would not be getting rid of Thor any time, daddy dearest. Sorry, mama dearie. Had he seen Tiff’s eyeroll, Jon would have gotten her back later on by poking her in her sides until they turned into tickles. Alas, he did not so he settled for words. “Only cos I wanna go outside. Muffins can wait.” Daddy could get the first if he wanted. Better yet, if daddy was going to be eating, he would sneak a bite out of it. “Not lying!’’ he sing-sang to Ari who had already taken off.
Oh! Jonathan thought that was a brilliant idea - a snack and outdoors together was a nice mix. “Outside, outside, outside!’’ he chanted, palm patting Aaron on the shoulder.
Follow the fleeing sister, daddy! |