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"Damn she's thick." We both hear.
I move to step over towards him. Eureka holds my arm drawing my attention back on her. She gets on her tippy toes. I brace forwards to cut the gap between us. Eureka holds around my neck putting her fac...
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"Kiren, Kai let's go! We have to get going."
I annoucuate to my five-year-old sons. They should have finished getting dressed and ready by now. We're going to do some grocery shopping.
"We're coming mom."
"Coming."
First says Kiren followed by Kai. I remember when I use to not be able to tell their voices apart. Kiren and Kai would play pranks on me and use it against me. My two pranksters had a blast playing tricks on their mother. That is until Kira had a talk with them and nipped it in the bud.
While I think I'm the more strick parent, sometimes my husband can be as stern as me. Especially when he's using that deep Russian tone of his.
The two of them come running down the stairs wearing matching blue t-shirts, blue jeans and black sneakers.
"What did I tell you guys about running down the stairs?"
I screeh. They know better.
"You say not to run because we could get hurt."
"Right. So if you know, why were you guys running."
"We forgot momma. Sorry." They say at the same time. I shake my head and rub the top of there heads. Holding my stern face a little longer before I smile at them.
"Okay. Let's go grocery shipping. Momma is missing some stuff to make dinner then we're going to papa's office."
I take both their hands going out. Locking our front door. We moved a few years back to a nice suburban area into the most beautiful one of a kind home. Perks of being married to an architect. Kira and I designed it so it's exactly what we wanted from the ground up.
"We're going to see papa?"
Kai asks looking up at me.
I peer down at him. Seeing his button nose and features, his carmel skin a shade in between mine and Kira's. Kai and Kiren are the same color. Their hair is still neat from a recent hair cut.
"Mmmh. We're going to pick him up. Papa lent his co-worker Austin his truck."
His eyes stare on with curiosity. One blue the other amber like Kira's. His heterochromia, is unique and makes him who he is. Kai hadn't always liked this trait about himself. When they first started school years back, he came home asking so many questions about why one of his eyes is blue and the other is a different color.
He said he was teased about it on his first day. I held him as he cried. My poor baby. Its only since after years of Kira and I telling him how special it makes him, that nothing is wrong with him, that he eventually came to love his eyes.
We head to my jeep. An all white Mercedes that Kira bought me for our first wedding anniversary. They climb in. I looked behind the rear seeing my boys strap in their boster seats.
