Sarah didn't resist pouting at the little girl after Miguel had stepped back. Another thought hit her. By his time they had been married more than thirty years. She liked that. It gave her hope. They were a family long enough for her kids to have kids of their own.
Lyla's announcement about Henry pulled her out of her thoughts. "Thank you, Lyla. Do you know how he did with the potty training last night?" Would she need to go in and strip the bed so the little bots could sanitize the mattress? Or did her.. Their little man get up on his own and go? The "Miggy" undies being incentive enough,
She moved around the kitchen gathering plates and silverware, with the cloth napkins, so she could set the table. This would be her earning her cup of coffee. Something she would need if she were facing a wet bed.