Family

First words

Emily's pov

"So what has everyone done this week?" Hanna asks, sipping on her sugary coffee

"We enrolled Zoë in Rosewood Preschool" Aria proudly says

"My baby is a big girl now" she smiles as Zoë hugs her mom

"I remember when Lily and Grace were in Preschool" Ali laughs

"Em, do you remember their first day of Preschool?" She hysterically laughs

"Yeah. Grace was there an hour at the most and then got sent home" I giggle

Ali's pov

"Why have we never heard this story? What happened?" Spence asks

As Emily recites the morning of their first day at Preschool, my mind falls into a deep daydream and I replay the day in my head.

"Goodbye my gorgeous princesses. Mommy will miss you. We will be back at lunchtime" Emily smiled, handing our 3 year olds a small rucksack

"I don't want to go Mommy" Grace cried, hugging onto my legs

Grace was and still is a hugger. She will take every opportunity to hug people. Whereas Lily takes after me and is the complete opposite. Except from the occasional cuddle, Lily despises hugs; I honestly believe that she would rather embrace a cactus than another human- just like me Lily feels extremely awkward showing her feelings towards others. This day was no acceptation, Grace clung on to us for dear life at the same time Lily ran into the school without even saying goodbye.

"Mommies, peas don't leave me" Grace hysterically cried

"Aww Alison. We can't send her in, look at her" Emily said, embracing our distraught 3 year old

"No. Grace needs to go to preschool. Baby, Mommies are so proud of you. You are a big girl now, go make friends, have fun. We promise we and Mr. Teddy will be back here at lunch to give you a big cuddle" I smiled, scooping Grace into my arms and wiping her snotty button nose with a tissue

Grace reluctantly followed Lily into the Preschool, her eyes ran dry with tears and Emily's heart crumbled as our two baby daughters began to grow up.

Emily's pov

"We get it, everyone cried on their first day. Carson punched his teacher" Hanna laughs, playing with her sons long hair

"There's more to the story" I smirk looking over to Alison; who is staring into the distance in a complete trance. 'I wonder what she is thinking about?' I thought to myself

Ali's pov

"I hope they are okay" Emily worried, pacing up and down the living room

"Babe, they are okay. I promise" I smiled as I walked over to her and kissing her neck

"But they are only three, they are still babies"

"Em, they will always be our babies. I promise they are perfectly fin..."

My sentence was cut short by the loud ring of the house phone.