Chapter 6: A Morning of Family

Blake: [thinking] I’m a lucky guy.  Got a beautiful, kind woman and a little boy that’s just wonderful.

Brenna: [thinking] Oh he can’t be growing up so fast!  It’s just not fair!

“Dad, why do I have to learn this stuff?” Christopher griped as he opened his homework.

“So that, when you grow up, you can make your own way,” his father told him with a grin.  “Having some issues there, son?”

Chris let out a huff and closed his book.  “Yeah, a bit.  You any good at math, Dad?”

“Um, not so much.  But I happen to know your Mama is terrific at it, aren’t ya babe?”

Brenna laughed.  “I’m not too shabby, no.  C’mon, Chris.  Open it up.  I’ll help ya.”

Her son bounced up.  “Woo!”  As his mother got up to go put the dishes away, Chris rattled off what the book said and Brenna paused a moment.

“Think about it this way, addition and subtration are two sides of the same coin.  It’s the same with multiplication and subtraction.  They’re opposite operations of each other.”

“Oh, ok!  Guess that makes sense.  So if I can multiple 6×5 and get 30, then if I divide 30 by 6, I’d get 5, right?”

“That’s right, son!”

“Ok, cool!  I think I got it from here, Mom, thanks!”

“Anytime, sweetheart.”

Blake smiled at them.  He’d gone to change.  As he came out, he grabbed his wife and hugged her.  “You are amazing,” he murmured.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” she whispered back, brushing the backs of her fingers over his cheek.

Christopher snickered.  “C’mon you two, not in front of the innocent child!”

Innocent my foot, young man.

He grinned.  “Hi, Watcher.”

Hey kiddo.  No one buys that innocent routine, by the way, just so you know.

 “Oh yeah?  Betcha most will!”

Sad thing is… I think you’re right.

Blake grimaced.  “Oh c’mon, it’s a new dishwasher!  Why won’t it work?”

“Easy there, hun.  Let me take a look.”  Brenna came over to take a look.  “Ah, ok, looks like the mechanism inside is bent.  I’ll take care of it.”

“That’s my girl!”

Brenna looked over her shoulder at him and winked.  “Ok, time to go shower.  Then I’ll make some breakfast.”


A long string of expletives rang out through the kitchen.  Brenna looked around sheepishly.

Don’t worry, Chris is still in his room.  Having some issues there?

 “Shoulda had Blake do this… I’m not so good at the cookin’ thing…”

Heh, takes practice.  It’ll be ok.

 “Hey, is that breakfast?”

Uh, might wanna grab some cereal, there Chris.

“Oooo-k.  Mom?”

“Yeah, probably should listen to the Watcher… think the eggs are a bit- burnt.”

“Got it…”

Brenna brought her plate of burnt eggs and sat down with her son.  “Ready for school today, son?”

“You bet Mom!  I’m looking forward to it, even to math.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Morning family!” Blake came down the stairs, grinning.  He loved saying that, ‘family’, his family.

“Hey Dad!”

Blake sniffed at the air.  “Hey, is that breakfast?”

“Uh, Dad?  Mom says it might not be safe.”

“Eh, nonsense.”  He grabbed a plate of his wife’s eggs and sat down at the table.

“Hey, Dad, how do you cure a headache?”

“I don’t know son, how do you cure a headache?”

“Put your head through a window and the pane will just disappear!”

Blake snorted and Brenna chuckled.  “Wow, son,” Blake said with a grin.

Christopher giggled.  “Sorry, couldn’t resist.”

Brenna looked at Blake.  “He’s definitely yours,” she told him with a laugh.

“Yes, yes he is.”

“Well, c’mon big man.  Time to get ready for school.  Go shower.”

“Ok, Dad.”  Chris scampered off.

Blake stood up.  “I’m going to get in a quick workout.  Wanna join me?”

“Sure, though I have a good idea for a painting.”

“Alright, sounds good.”



“What’s up, babe?”

“Just trying to get this color right, that’s all.”

Blake nodded, going silent as he concentrated on his steps.  Brenna went back to her painting and the two lapsed into a companionable silence.


All showered and ready?

 Chris dug into a plate of his mother’s eggs.  “This actually isn’t too bad, as long as you eat around the burnt parts.”

Hm… Chris, are you stalling?

“Who me?  Never!”

Uh huh.  I’ll take your word for it.  –yawns—Just to let ya know, you guys are up too darn early!


Christopher snickered.  “Not a morning Sim, Watcher?”

Person, not a morning person, and no, I’m not.  I think I hear your dad comin’.

 “Mhm, yup, definitely him.”

Blake leapt down the last couple steps and looked at his son, grinning.  “All set for your first day of school?”

Chris grinned.  “You bet, Dad!”

Blake moved over into the living room and sat down on the couch, Christopher following after him.  The boy plopped onto the couch next to his dad.

Blake looked at his son sideways, then grinned.  “C’mere you!”  He grabbed his son in a bear hug and pulled him close.

“Ack, Dad!” Christopher yelped with a laugh.  “Ah, c’mon!”

Blake ruffled his hair, then gave him a squeeze.  “You have a good first day, huh?”

Chris hugged his dad back.  “I will, Dad.”

“Think I hear the bus, kiddo.  Time to go.”

Chris jumped up.


Wait, where’d he go?  Oh there you are.  Did you change?

 “Yeah, why?”

Nothing… have a good day, Christopher.

 “Thanks, Watcher, I will.”

–shakes head—He’s going to be such a handful… Hope he has a good day.


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