Although Ruby and Evie were destined to be public school attendees, - or perhaps because - Noah felt it was important to firmly impart ideas on them, and spent a good deal of time home from work doing just that. Just like with anything else, he had very strong opinions on the subject. His children, he'd decided long ago, were not going to become the shallow, airheaded adults like so many others. This took a light hand, however. They kids needed to be free to pursue the things they wanted to, while being kept in check. It was something that came surprisingly easy to Noah, who, before his own children, had thought of most kids as obnoxious, bratty monsters.
But, things change. And people.
Ruby smiled happily at Cait in response to the praise. "Yes." She nodded again, adjusting her tutu from where it'd begun to tilt. She then handed her father the macaroni and moved down the cereal aisle to the right. Noah looked at the macaroni - it was shaped like aliens and UFOs - and passed it off to his youngest daughter. She held it to her chest. "I don't know if you'd know her," he replied after a brief pause, turning his gaze from Evie to Cait. "She's from Frye, though. Laney Evans. Natalie's sister, actually." Ruby walked back with some oatmeal. She knew it was Robin's favorite and was proud of herself for being thoughtful. She smiled, then watched the adults interacting with curiosity. Her eyes followed the woman's fingers. Noah gave a half-nod, half-shrug. "We think so. It'd be a miracle if they didn't. But nothing's manifested. So long as neither are telepathic, it'll be fine."
Noah didn't mention that he and Laney had their doubts when it came to Robin, who seemed the most ordinary of children. He was a smart kid, introverted and more interested in science than any nine-year-old should be, but, that was where it ended.