"Come on, Belle, let's get dressed."

Serenity helped her daughter stand on the bed and took off her pajamas,

replacing them with the new skirt.

Once she was dressed, Belle tugged at her. "Look mirror," she said.

Serenity chuckled, tapping her daughter's cute nose. "You love looking at yourself, huh? Our Belle looks good in everything."

But she still granted her wish and carried her to the mirror.

"Pretty, huh?" Serenity asked. "This one's from your Aunt Jasmine."

"Pretty," Belle said seriously. "Belle is pretty."

Her confidence and serious little tone made Serenity laugh.

After helping her into shoes, Serenity carried her out of the room. "Let's go wake up your brother."

now and had long stopped sleeping with his mom. His dad had made

knocking on the bedroom door to sleep with his mom. But every time,

a big boy

even older," Maverick once complained, "and you sleep with

argument. His mom was soft-hearted,

and

Belle turned three, the same rule would apply.

Serenity prompted, "Belle,

later, Maverick opened

"Morning, Baby."

Mom.

Clearly, he'd been

but couldn't carry her far-he was still a

the three went

kids for a

Uncle River seems really

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