Demyan
I held Aliyah in my arms as we watched Ethan climb a ladder to his caravan to get to the top of it. Eli, being his loyal assistant, packed his toys in a box to be packed into the caravan and Belli was taking a nap on the backseat of my Rolls Royce Phantom with her fluffy purple blanket and unicorn plush tightly held to her chest.
"I thought you said we were going to the cabin," I chuckled as I sat down on the camping chair with Lia on my lap. She braided my hair; attempted to, whilst she lightly hummed to a song I was sure none of us recognized.
"We are," Ethan; with his curtain bangs growing out and reaching in line with his eyes, gave me a knee wobbling smile. Despite it being winter he was dressed in khaki shorts, black sneakers, a white shirt with a black puffer jacket covering his upper half. He was a farm boy through and through that even though he complained about the cold he still dressed as if we were having light rain.