ROOSEVELT’S POVThe afternoon sun poured down over the grass of our backyard garden. I sat comfortably on a large woven picnic blanket, laughing softly as I watched my husband chase our two beautiful children around the garden."You cannot escape me. I am way too fast for you!" Zyran roared playfully, his deep voice echoing across the yard as he lunged forward, easily catching our now seven- year- old daughter by the waist."No, Daddy, put me down! I am too big for tickles!" Lorna shrieked, bursting into loud, uncontrollable giggles as she squirmed in his arms, her long hair flying wildly in the wind."You are never too big for tickles, little queen. Now I am going to catch your brother!" Zyran laughed, spinning Lorna around and gently setting her on the grass before turning toward the tiny, stumbling toddler trying to run away on his short little legs."Run, Julian! I am is coming to get you!" Lorna cheered, clapping her hands and pointing at her two-year-old baby brother.Julian sq
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