BamBam*banging bricks on the grass*

Mark: Baby stop that.

Jinyoung: Shouldn't he be in the house resting? Like the doctor said?

Jackson: We couldn't resist little BamBam tugging at our shirts and yelling "Bricks! Oppa I want to play with them!"

Jaebum: *looking up* Youngjae?

Youngjae: *peeks his head over the fence*

Jaebum: There's my little man. What are you up to?

Youngjae: I play with metal pole.

Jaebum: Yugyeom I told you not to let him touch the building materials!

Yugyeom: *carrying a six pack of balloons* He wanted a pole, I have him one.

BamBam: Oppas?

They all turn to him, smiling at his puppy eyes.

BamBam: I-i

Mark: Its ok, just think about the word, then say it.

BamBam: I'm tired.

Jackson: *picks him up* Is my little construction worker tired? Well we can't have that, let's get you to bee for a nap, Jackson style.

Jinyoung: *grabs Youngjae away from the materials* Nap time for you too bub.

The two proceed to take the littles upstairs. Once there, Jackson fixes bottles for the two. As usual, BamBam gets his warm milk and Youngjae gets his favorite, apple juice.

Jackson: *rocking BamBam back and forth*

Jinyoung: You know, I find it hard to believe we're this lucky.

Jackson: What do you mean?

Jinyoung: We're blessed with two littles who are the cutest babies ever, a loving group, loving fans, and the ability to have an open relationship. We have everything.

Jackson: True that. *looks down at BamBam* This one goes to sleep so fast.

He lays him down in the crib, careful to avoid the broken edge of the wooden headboard.

Jackson: We need to fix that.

Jinyoung: *snoring*

Jackson: Hmm.

Jackson runs off to the other room, pulling a coloring book from under his drawer.

Jackson: *begins coloring* C is for cookie and cookie is for me. *he sings as he colors the sesame street book*

Jaebum: Hyung?

Jackson: What?

Jaebum: Why are you coloring in Youngjae's book.

Jackson: No offense, but your baby colors horrible. I'm fixing it.

Jaebum: Hmm.

Jackson: *gulps*

Jaebum: *pulls a hammer from his pocket* *guides it along Jackson's inner thigh* Lets see how good my little construction worker can be...