"I am not cranky!" your two year old daughter yelled to her brother waking up both you and Mark out of your peaceful slumber
you looked at your phone that was charging on the bed side table, you grumbled when you read 6:00 am
"Go get your child" you grumbled to mark before rolling on your stomach to go to sleep "you are so beautiful babe" he cooed as he placed a kiss to your forehead
"Shut up and go get your screaming child" you said before going back to sleep as Mark stepped out of your shared room still rubbing the sleep out of his eyes his was met with a crying toddler
"Hey its okay, breathe baby" he cooed walking down stairs to make her a bottle "want to tell daddy what happened" he said softly "y/s/n woke me up, he went "boo" really loudly" the young girl whimpered in her dads arms
As the warm milk settled in her stomach she started falling asleep in his arms, Mark tried to put her in her bed she let out a small "sleep with you dada" how could mark resist that so she ended up cuddled to mark chest