Apartment Above Wellspring Arms, Friday Evening

[spring_lost]

It had been just another day out at work, tackling the combination of childrearing and island-running that had gone from being a bizarre novelty into the day-to-day. This day-to-day had taken on a few new shapes over the past few days, though, as the onslaught of toys that Jan's birthday party had brought had... uh... altered their routine.

It didn't help that Jan was becoming increasingly displeased with her clothes, either.

"Put that down," Nate said, with a sigh, and snagged the plastic cow before she could do any damage with it. "It's almost bedtime."

"Giraffe," she chorused, "Moooon!"

Sigh.

[[ for that guy and SP ]]