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Nate smiled, turning to Hunter, "Let's make some pancakes then, hm?" He smiled. |
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Nate smiled and nodded setting him down on the counter to help cook. |
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Dakota turned around and went to do the laundry while Hunter attempted to help Nate |
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Nate guided and taught Hunter all the steps. |
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Dakota got a splitting headache about a half hour later--likely from not drinking water--and took an ibuprofen efore switching over laundry and making the bed |
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Soon enough, Hunter and Nate finished up making breakfast. |
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Dakota walked in the kitchen with a straight face. "Hey, babe? Could I...talk to you after breakfast?" She asked, shooting a pointed glance at Hunter as she made her son's plate up for him |
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Nate gave her a concerned glance. "Yeah, sure," he nodded. After breakfast, Nate and Hunter washed up before Hunter went off to go play. Nate found Dakota, "Hey, whats up?" he asked worriedly. |
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"Nothing bad, just...um...I know it's not great timing with...my issues...but I wanted to think about mybe having another kid...so Hunter could have a playmate? But if you don't want to talk about it even, we can just stick to Hunter only" She said, the words triping over themselves |
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