Nicole
Aspen! Aspen Davene, you put that snake down right now! Colton!” I screamed, as my evil two-year-old laughed like a loon, as she chased me around our backyard with a freaking garter snake in her hand.
David and Liam stood on the back deck laughing with beers in their hands. Both in swim trunks, their muscles gleaming in the sun.
“I hate both of you. Get your niece away from me!”
Colton came out of the house with raw steaks on a tray. He sighed and put them down on the side table by the barbecue.
“Start the steaks, David. I have to go get my little demon.”
“Don’t call my niece a demon, she’s perfect,” Liam said.
“Of course she is. But I have to go get her so mommy can make her announcement that she’s been hinting at all day.”
I was backing up, watching my daughter tip
