"Wyatt's seven and Brie just turned five last month," Kristof replied, tucking Nita into a safe, comfortable position in his arms. "It's hard to believe it's been that long and yet? I can absolutely believe it. Seems like just yesterday Wyatt was trying to shove things in his mouth and Brie wasn't even a thought in our minds."
He was more grateful to the universe than he liked to admit that he'd had the chance to see these two grow up. To really raise them. Cabal parenting left... a lot to be desired, and there'd been only so much pushing back he could do.