I could tell that Arin was still very protective of her sibling because she never really let him out of her sight even though I was sitting right next to her.

After the movie I told Arin to play with the other kids and pinky promised that I would stay put until he woke up or she came back. She gave me a stern look for what I’m guessing is probably a 3 year old and I crossed my heart and she must have been satisfied with my actions as she went to play dolls with Emma and Laney.

—–

I must have dozed off because I woke to little hands patting my knees.

I blinked away my sleep to see Arin grinning at me. I was about to ask her if she was having fun when she tugged on the hand I didn’t realize she was holding. I looked up to see a gorgeous older version of her in stilettos, a black pencil skirt, deep red blouse, with her hair pulled up in a messy bun.

"Dr. Spencer, this’s my mommy. Mommy this’s Dr. Spencer."

God, how adorable is she

Her mom extended her hand and I went to stand to properly greet her but the weight on my lap stopped me. We both laughed and she spoke saying she could take him and I hesitated for a moment before telling her he was fine because, her voice…

Ugh

Heavenly is the only way to describe it

I can only imagine what their father looks like because they both resemble their mother in the best way possible.

I shift the small body to cradle him in my arms as I stand and ask her if she wanted help getting them into her car.

She accepted and after stopping at the desk to sign both children out she grabbed Arin and spun her around a few times on the way out the door as we walked to the parking garage.

Usually these moments are a little awkward because the parents sometimes are less than thrilled at the end of a work day to pay attention to their children but not…

Dammit

I didn’t get her name

What is with me today?

Anyway Arin and her mother chatted and giggled and were so animated that I was entertained all the way to their car.