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Ten Thousand Club
Isabel
After showering for the second time this morning, I pouted as I sat on mine and Dawson's bed, fully dressed and ready for today's activities whenever Amelia decided to wake up and respond. I was pouting though because of how quick I was to give in to what Dawson wanted and now that stupid smug expression wouldn't leave his face when he looked at me. "I hate you," I said with a huff before I got up to stretch, wincing for a single second as I felt pain shoot through me. Damn. He didn't have to be so rough. Composing myself, I walked out of the room, ignoring the pilot as I went downstairs and headed straight for the kitchen, needing coffee and some form of food immediately.
As I waited for my bagel to finish toasting, I leaned against the kitchen island as I went to mine and Amelia's text thread again. "Bih, if you don't wake up within the next thirty minutes, I will be the one to pull you out of your bed and not Jayden. GET UP. We have shopping to do."
After sending the text, I heard the pitter-patter of feet running through the house. Giggling, I stood at the end of the stairs, waiting for my son to run down and when he did, his expression at seeing me was too precious. "Mama!" He was quick to exclaim as he jumped into my arms and I responded in wrapping them around him tight, spinning us around as I kissed all over his face while he giggled infectiously. "Morning, my love."
"Mama, can Daddy make me pancakes?" He asked me and I let out a giggle, nodding. "Yes, he can but you have to tell him yourself." Watching my son take off to his father, I went back to the kitchen and finished making my own breakfast, taking it to my office area where I checked on some work emails and messages since I had some time before taking my leave to pull my best friend out of her own bed. It's only nine? God I woke up early today. The heck was I thinking?