How Green Becomes Wood

"That looks perfect, you did a great job," Dark praised, and then, bending to kiss Ivy's head said, "You did too, tifla. Now we have to wash your hands because you are so sticky now. Why are you always sticky?"

Ivy cooed up at him, taking and eating one of the cut berries with a bright grin on her face. This was a weird morning, she thought, but it had been pretty fun so far!
 
"It does look pretty good," Xander said, snagging a couple of pieces of fruit for himself. "Tastes good, too."

"Don't eat all the pieces before we can put them together," Alec laughed. "Ready to take this up to Mama?"
 
Carrying Ivy on his hip to make sure she didn't run off to get sticky again, Dark headed upstairs to check on his wife. Since she had just gotten out of the bath and put her robe on when he came in, he set Ivy down on the bed and went to help wrap her hair in a towel just because he loved her. Then, standing behind her, he rubbed her shoulders for a few moments before telling her to get back into bed, which, had Ivy not been babbling, she would've taken incorrectly.

"I can eat downstairs," She told him.

"Not on Mother's Day," He replied, handing her the fuzzy socks he had left on their heated towel rack.
 
The twins finished decorating the tray with a tiny bunch of small flowers and a handmade card Alec had made and painstakingly added Braille into, and they made their way up the stairs slowly to make sure Dark and Daizi had plenty of time to get decent. Eventually, Alec tapped on the door while Xander held the tray, and once they were welcomed in, they came inside, and Xander placed the tray over Daizi's lap.

"Your breakfast, Madam!" Alec grinned.
 
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