"It's not too muddy, she'll be alright," Daizi said, handing Ivy over, "You three go have fun!"
After they went upstairs, Daizi fetched the present from her and from Ivy, set them on the dining room table, and then snuck back into bed to snuggle with her sleeping bear of a husband, pleased her plan was working so well.
About an hour later, he began to stir in bed, making deep, grumbling noises as he tried to get his bearings. It was late, he thought? Unless he just slept uncommonly well, but that wasn't like him... but Daizi was still in bed with him, and he didn't hear Ivy on the monitor, so maybe? Then, when he reached for his phone, it wasn't there. Swearing under his breath, he began to sit up, expecting to find it fallen between the bed and the night stand again.
"Happy Father's Day, Goose," Daizi said cheerfully.
"What time is it?" He asked, his voice extra deep and gravelly.
"I don't know, our phones are downstairs so you could sleep in," She shrugged, "But you stay in bed, I'm going to make you coffee."
"...What?" He blinked, rubbing his eye and only half awake.