Harry: One day to yourself. Just one. Is that too much to ask? You felt guilty, Harry practically shoving you out the door. "I've got the kids. Go relax," was the last thing he said before closing the door. Harry was a pushover. No, a major pushover. "Ice cream for dinner!" Chase chanted, running around the house. After a few minutes of arguing back and forth, Harry sighed. "Alright, get in the car, kiddo. We're having ice cream for dinner. But do not tell mommy!"
Liam: "Look over there! Oh wow! Daddy look!" Taylor exclaimed, pointing to all the different fish tanks. Bystanders stared at him in pity of the energetic child, but Liam brushed it off. It wasn't a big deal to him. His little girl was so excited to spend time with her father at her favorite place in the world— the aquarium. "Taylor! Stay over here!" Liam called to the running tot. He chased her down the long fish-filled corridor, finally reaching her and scooping up the giggling troublemaker. "Who wants to visit the gift shop?"
Louis: "The goal is to kick the ball into the net," Louis told his son. Tommy nodded his head, peering around his dad to size up the net. "I can do that," he said, trying to rile up his father's competitive nature. "Oh you think so? Okay, how 'bout this...you make a goal and we go anyway you want for lunch," Louis offered, tossing the ball between his hands. Tommy pondered the convincing offer, "Deal. Now, gimme the ball, dad. You're going down." Before Louis knew what was happening, the seven year old whizzed past him, scoring with ease. "I'm thinking snow cones..."
Niall: "Noah! We have to clean the house before mommy and Brielle get home!" Niall shouted up to his son. When there was no response, he trudged up the stairs into Noah's room. "I don't want to clean," Noah groaned, shoving his face into his pillow. "Come on, bud. I'll make it fun. Look! Throw your toys into the basket and for each one you make, you get a piece of candy," Niall negotiated. Noah's ears perked up and he hopped off the bed. "Let's do this!" the boy exclaimed, picking up the first toy and successfully tossing it into the basket, "You better have a lot of candy, daddy..."
Zayn: "Let's go on the rollercoaster!" Mollie shouted, pulling her brother and Zayn towards the large ride. "Any ride you want, I said," Zayn mumbled to himself. As they made their way through all the different rides, a game caught Trevor's eye. "Daddy! Win me the giant bear!" he shouted. "Okay, okay," Zayn said, putting a dollar bill on the counter. Twenty dollars later, he had finally managed to win the giant bear for his son. "But, daddy, I want a giant bear, too..."
