Happy Father's Day! (dl_greenarrow)

To the best father I could ever ask for my children, the best husband I could ever imagine having and the only person I would ever agree to procreate with.

This, and two frames, one with this and one with this.

Thank you for changing our lives. We love you.

Lea and Chloe.

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The Queens and Mia had been out most of the day, they had lunch with Lois and Clark, then went to the movies and made their way to the park for ice cream. After that and on the way home, they stopped to pick up dinner at the kids' favorite fast-food place and once everyone had eaten and made their way into the living room, Chloe sneaked upstairs to check on the reason why they'd planned a full day of activities with the kids.

It looked exactly like she imagined. For weeks now, she and Ollie had been picking and ordering furniture for one of the guest rooms, they ordered everything necessary, from wallpaper to lamps and even towels for the connecting bathroom and thanks to Bart and Clark, who joined the younger man after lunch, the room had been put together in less than six hours.

With a deep breath, she walked over to the top of the stairs, not surprised to see her husband was already on his way up there to check on it too, "it's perfect," she told him, smiling before calling out towards the living room, where she could hear Lea telling Noah why they should watch what she wanted, "Mia? Can you come here for a minute?"


(posting order: Mia, Ollie, Chloe.)