Morning came early at 6 AM every morning for Rafael, Olivia, 9-year-old Noah, 4 1/2-year-old Mila, and 5-month-old Aaron. Aaron would wake up first, then Mila, and Noah was always last. Raf would wake to Aaron crying, after getting Aaron bring him back to their bed. Mila and Noah would join them, for family time. Aaron would lay on Raf's bare chest, while Noah and Mila would snuggle up against Liv. After a while, Mila and Noah would move over to Raf. Liv just shook her head.

"When did you steal our kids away from me?"

Raf chuckled and kissed Aaron's head.

"I had Noah's finger wrapped since om the second I met him. I've had Mila and Aaron since they were born." He smirked.

Liv moved closer so she was against his side.

"I love you."

"I love you, too Mi amor."

"Papi?" Noah asked.

Raf looked over to where Mila and Noah were.

"Yes?"

"Park?" Mila said.

"If Mami says okay."

Noah and Mila looked over to Liv.

"Please Mami!" Mila said.

Liv just shook her head.

"Yes go get ready."

"Yay!" They both yelled and ran to their rooms.

Aaron started to get fussy in Raf's arms.

"I think it's your turn." Raf smiled handing him to Liv.

"I'll get him if you go get the other two ready."

"Deal."

He gave her a kiss and went to get the kids ready.