I wake up the next morning with a smile on my face. Since it was Sunday, I decided to lazy about. I did a few house chores.

A few hours later I was already breathing hard, after cleaning the entire house.

Bryson was upstairs still asleep and Uncle Tyson was taking a break today so he was also sleeping.

It was still a little early so I decided to take a shower before coming back downstairs to make breakfast.

Deciding to make something simple today, I went with chicken and bacon pasta. Few minutes later it was ready. Going up, I banged on Bryson's door, "Breakfast is ready pickles" I...