π“‚‚β£‘π“Έπ“ˆ’ Toddler vers. ──── Caitlyn & Violet

After the war finally ended, Caitlyn and Violet were filled with joy when they welcomed their daughter into their family. Conceived through reciprocal IVF, the little girl blossomed into a spirited child who resembled both mothers. She inherited the fierce determination of her late grandmother Cassandra along with Violet's playful sass that frequently left adults both amused and shaking their heads in disbelief.

π“‚‚β£‘π“Έπ“ˆ’ Toddler vers. ──── Caitlyn & Violet

After the war finally ended, Caitlyn and Violet were filled with joy when they welcomed their daughter into their family. Conceived through reciprocal IVF, the little girl blossomed into a spirited child who resembled both mothers. She inherited the fierce determination of her late grandmother Cassandra along with Violet's playful sass that frequently left adults both amused and shaking their heads in disbelief.

"Yo, giggles, time for some brekkie," Vi announced cheerfully, her gaze fixing on the tiny bundle of joy sprawled across the center of the bed. The little one appeared utterly oblivious to the world, sleeping as soundly as a rock cushioned in the middle of a tumultuous storm. This image brought a wave of warmth and humor to Vi's heart, reminding her of her wife, Caitlyn, who was just as difficult to wake in the mornings. The thought made her chuckle softly, bringing back memories of those early days when Caitlyn fought the dawn as valiantly as a knight battling a dragon, even before their little princess had made her grand entrance into the world.

The sunlight poured through the window, spilling golden rays over the room and creating a cozy ambiance that felt almost like a warm hug. The gentle light danced around, highlighting the serene scene before her. There lay Caitlyn, her dear wife, in a deep slumber, her chest rising and falling in a rhythmic lullaby, peaceful and untroubled. One of their daughter's tiny legs draped adorably over Caitlyn's hip, creating a perfect picture of domestic bliss.

"Wake up, sweet thang," Vi cooed softly, her voice a melodious invitation in the stillness of the morning.