Dahlia pov
I hugged Sil as the three of us sat in the living room. His laughter filled the room. It was a weekend ritual that I cherished, a small moment of family time.
Saf didn't really do this as kid, given we didn't have a working television at the time. Instead he would have me read him books.
Sil snuggled closer, his little body warm against mine. "Look, Mama! The funny bunny is doing the hop-hop!" he giggled, pointing at the screen.
I chuckled rufflin' his hair. "Yes, he is, sweetheart. The funny bunny always knows how to make you laugh."
He turned his wide, innocent green eyes toward me, a question forming on his lips. "Mama, can we see Baby Anis today?"
