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“Juliette, do you want to help me make a snack for Mommy?” Riley asks. “Ellis is eating a lot and is going to make her hungry.”

“Yes,” she says, hugging Riley’s neck as he swings her up into his arms. “I’m hungry too though.”

“Snacks for everyone,” my Dad decides. “What should we make, Juliette?”

“Cookies,” our daughter says as I chuckle.

“What about cookies and apple slices?” Nina asks as she stands. “You can make sure Mommy eats her fruit.”

“Okay,” Juliette says, drawing out the word as Dad hides a smile.

“I wonder where she gets that from?” he teases Nina as we walk inside.

“No idea,” she lies, smirking.

“Mmhmm,” Dad says, patting her ass as we head into the kitchen.

There’s nothing I’d trade this out for. Not ever.