Ty carries the mail back into the house for me before handing it over with a huge toothy grin; after thanking him, he bounces into the living room to play as Tristan and I follow him and I place Tristan down so he can play too. Shuffling through the mail, finding a few bills, most junk but there is one that takes me by surprise; I have no idea who A. Moore is from San Diego but I tear the envelope open to find a hand written letter from a man I think.Sitting on the floor with the boys after tossing the rest of the mail on the

The boys happily play with three other children, two boys and a girl for about forty minutes before we move onto another exhibit; this one is different toys in a foam pit that the kids play in for thirty minutes before they grow tired of this and we move onto a farm themed area.At the moment, I think the farm exhibit is both of the boys' favorite but there is still one more floor to explore; the upstairs has a round metal table with different wands to play with bubbles and a metal open contraption to pull a rope and encase yo

"I can't speak for my brothers but until you get over your issues with Liam, I will not have anything to do with you either," Steven states firmly."Same goes for me," Carson and I both firmly state together."Why me; I didn't do anything to Liam?" dad asks quietly and brokenly.

Axel picks both of our boys into his arms as I answer Tyler's question; "Yes we are baby; you and Tristan are going to be in the wedding too.""Congrats, you two," Parker says as he, Riley, Julia, the rest of 'The Gray Rebel's' and the Carmichael brothers join us; with bright happy smiles on their lips.