Daddy's Love

I wake up late the next day. I feel well rested after a very long time. I turn around to look at Grey and he is still fast asleep. I check the baby monitor and both the girls are also sleeping soundly. I think everybody's gas slept well after weeks.

I have a shower and get into Grey's tee and a pair of loose pants. Then I go downstairs to fix myself a cup of coffee and make breakfast for the family. I make shakes for the girls, instead of fruits, which Ana will be super happy about. She doesn't like fruits and veggies, the fussy little. Then I make waffles and ice creams. Carol loves them and Chris loves ice creams too. He can survive on only ice creams weeks. Thankfully, he is not a little and knows better than that :D Then I make bottles for my little girls. I'll make them have the bottle when they wake up so we can all have breakfast together later. Grey, is not going to wake up anytime soon, I suspect.

The whole house is in a mess. It's annoying. Grey has always been more of a cleanliness freak than I am. Carol has always been very upbeat and excited, running around, throwing things and all, so I am sort of okay with being messy. I wonder how was Grey living here all these days. The place looks ransacked, to say the least.

After my coffee, I go to wake the girls up. It's getting lonely in here.

They are hugging each other and look so cute that I decide to take a picture before waking them up.

"Hey, little darlings, good morning." I shake him lightly. Both of them yawn, stretch and open their eyes.

"Uncle Jay?!" Ana squeals. "I thought I was dreaming! I thought I was dreaming!" She makes grabby hands towards me.

"And I thought you loved me more... " Carol pseudo sucks.

"Carrroollll?!!! Is this the best day ever or whaattt!" She squeals again, right in my ear and pushes me away trying to get back in the crib with her. I have never seen Ana so excited and loud.

"Nice surprise, daddy!" Carol grins at me. I want to hold her and kiss her till she is breathless but I resist the temptation. Both the girls are grinning ear to ear.

"Listen up girls, we have a lot to do, okay? You have your bottles and then go freshen up quickly. Today, we will put this house back in order!" I say excitedly.

"Does... Daddy know? He won't get angry again, will he?" Ana asks me innocuously.

"Baby, Christian knows and he won't be angry, okay? But he is really tired. So we will have breakfast after he wakes up? Together? Alright?" I pick both girls up, one arm each and bring them down. They settle into the living room, with their bottles, after I make space for them amidst random things scattered here and there.

They are talking so much that fifteen minutes later when I go back to check on them they are talking. I smile.

"Babies, how about I switch on the TV, so you can finish your bottle and then chat while cleaning Ana's room. Carol, you want to help her, baby?" I ask them switching on the TV and putting some cartoon. Both the girls seem content watching TV for now.

I go back to cleaning the kitchen. It's hilarious, the things I am finding there. A pen. Cotton swabs? Ana's socks. Her princess tiara. Shoe polish? You got to be kidding me. What were they doing in the kitchen I wonder!

"Ana... Carol! Go up and start cleaning your room!" I shout from the kitchen.

"Going daddyyyyy...." Carol shouts back. And then I hear both the girls giggling and running upstairs.

"No running, you both!" I shout in vain.

After half an hour, the kitchen looks pretty much back to normal. I wonder what are the girls doing. I decide to go wake Chris up, before going to check on the girls.