Mia PoV
I smiled as Aza crawled after his dad, who was waving his beloved tiger stuffed toy in the air, trying to entice him to move faster. The sight of my little boy's determination made my heart swell. His tiny hands and knees pushed against the floor, each movement filled with eagerness as he giggled, reaching for his father.
"Osa, look at your brother!" I said softly, glancing down at my younger baby boy. Osa was nestled in my arms, his big, curious eyes watching the scene unfold with wonder. I gently rocked him back and forth, feeling the warmth of his small body against mine.
He snuggled his lion protectively, clutching it tightly as if fearing his papa might take it too.
Ore glanced up and snickered at Osa's reaction. "Looks like someone is ready to protect his territory," he teased, a playful grin spreading across his face. "Better watch out, Aza might try to steal that lion next!"