"Niall, where are you?"
There were a couple muffled giggles the moment you entered the room.
"Shh!" The tiny voices of your children came from beneath the fort they created. All day, they gathered items for their creation: chairs, cushions, and blankets.
"Have you two seen your father?" You asked, standing at what you assumed to be the entrance.
This caused another fit of giggles.
"No." They said in unison.
You attempted to lift the blanket, but your children pulled it down, preventing you from taking a peek.
"What's the secret password?" A deep voice said. Now, they really erupted in laughter.
You smiled, pulling up the blanket, "Having fun in there?" The glow of the iPad was the only light source in the fort. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor with your son and daughter at each side of him, leaning over to watch the screen.
"No moms allowed." Niall joked.
