Adopted

Greyson's POV

Since it's the weekend. I woke up really early.

Like 12pm.

That's really early. Trust me.

I take a shower and as usual wear my black outfit.

I have no interest in other colors. I can't be bothered matching clothes. I am not like Gabriel who's walk in closet is like a rainbow explodes inside.

I went down and saw daddy waiting on the couch. He's alone.

Where's mommy?

Daddy saw my expression and easily know what I am thinking.

"Your mom's with your uncle Mark, Eric and Chase."

Oh no.

Dinner will be interesting then.

"Where's everybody?"

"They'll be down in 10 minutes. I got to drag down Jamison out of his bed after that I enter Grabriel's room to throw him in his tub full of water just to wake him up."

Since we are young daddy's the one who wake us up while mommy will put us to bed. They made sure that they are the first thing we see in the morning and last at before we go to sleep.

I want to pass that tradition to my kids someday.

Why am I thinking about kids?

Sure enoug