"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."

right next door. He was six now and had long stopped sleeping with his mom. His dad had made sure of that when

it well-crying, clutching his little pillow and blanket, knocking on the bedroom

big boy now," he'd

older," Maverick once complained, "and you sleep with Mom!" "That's my wife," his

that argument. His mom was soft-hearted, but his

and eventually, Maverick

Belle turned three, the same rule would apply. Maverick found comfort

door, Serenity prompted,

later, Maverick opened the

"Morning, Baby."

Mom. Morning,

Clearly, he'd been awake

couldn't carry her far-he was

the three

finished breakfast and teased the kids for a few minutes

ate, he turned to Serenity and said, "Mom, Uncle River seems really happy today. He was humming a

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