Today was the day we left New Orleans. Ardent has been in a slump since he woke up this morning. He’s been holding the twins and showering them with kisses for hours. Precious sat beside them, trying her best to comfort him with sweet words.
"Don't worry, Daddy. Time will fly by. Just work hard so it goes fast, and then you can come take a vacation."
"I will," his father replied weakly, kissing her on the head. "I love you, baby. Be a good girl, okay?"
"Yes, Daddy. I’m going to school, too. Since I'll be living in Canada, does that mean I’m becoming Canadian, Daddy?"
Ardent laughed, stroking our eldest child’s hair. "I’m going to miss my pretty, smart baby girl."
"I’ll miss you too, Daddy. Davon and Darrion will miss you, and Mommy will miss you, too."
He couldn't see us off at the a
