Hope Williams watched them with eyes filled with uncertainty, wondering what mishap had occurred to make a scene like this.
She stood up with a smile, noticing that Waylon Lewis was now holding one child in each hand. If they were to have another child in the future, would he need to tie one around his waist?
The thought made Hope laugh involuntarily.
"Let's go, time to get some sleep," Waylon said as he walked over to Hope.
Curious, Hope asked, "What happened just now?"
"Mommy, stinky Daddy is bullying us again," Willow complained loudly, quick to tattle.
Hope wanted to pick up Willow, who immediately reached out her little hands, seeking Hope's embrace.
But before Hope could even touch the hem of Willow's garment, Waylon had already whisked her away.
Missing Mommy's hug, the offended Willow pouted, crossing her arms and kicking her legs vigorously in protest.
"They just crawled out of the mud, dirty," Waylon stated unemotionally as he carried the kids ahead.