Perfectly Matched

After pointing, Daisy felt something was missing. Picking up the crayon again, she added two other small figures.

"Daisy, who are you drawing?" Hazel asked out of curiosity.

Daisy pointed at the two figures with her little index finger. "They are my younger siblings." Looking up innocently, she asked, "Mommy and Daddy, when are you giving birth to them for me?"

Tristan could not help but smile. He