[I apologize if my grammar is bad. I'm from the Philippines. Most people here can speak and understand English, but our grammar is terrible. I can attest to that. 100% fr fr]
While Penelope was talking to the children about their grandparents. I decided to start my daily 30-minute exercise.
I realized that the Grind System gave me a daily mission. That was to spend 30 minutes of my day exercising.
So I went to the living room and started doing push-ups and curl-ups. These two exercises didn't require any equipment and I could do them at home.
My stomach is getting fat, so I need to burn more fat, and curl-ups is one of the ways to do it.
I started tiring myself out just to get one more point in the system.
Then my wife came over and looked at me. She was a little amused to see me working out again.
"So you're really serious about losing fat?"
I replied under my breath.
"They are fine. They are excited when I told them they are going to a faraway place where they can see beautiful scenery."
She smiled and squatted down beside me.
"That's good. They need to get to bed early since the trip will be tiring. I'll help you look at them later."
She said as she looked at my biceps, grinning and pinching my shoulder.
Half an hour later, I was drenched in my own sweat when I got up. I was panting weakly, but in the end, I completed the mission.
I heard the system notification telling me that I had earned another point.
I sat down on the sofa, but my wife clicked her tongue when she saw the sweat touching the sofa.
"Here, let me wipe you."
She stared at me coldly as she gestured for me to come closer. My wife was a clean freak and she didn't like the place dirty.
I winced and approached her awkwardly.
"You should wipe off your sweat before you touch anything, you understand?"
I was like a student being lectured by a teacher. Besides, the teacher was a terror.
"What about the floor? I don't want my children to fall because the floor is wet from your sweat."
She said, wiping my skin with pressure.
What can I say? I'm the wrong one, so I couldn't argue. I might as well follow her will.
"... Let me get you some water."
But in the end, I know my wife cares about me.
I smiled and tried to hug her, but stopped just before my sweaty arms touched her. She glared at me.
"Tch. You're sweating all over and you want to hug me? Dream on. Take a shower first."
She rolled her eyes and went to the fridge to get some water.
"But honey, you know we cuddled like puppies last night and we're both sticky-"
"Keith Castillo, don't you dare..."
Her face was flushed as she glared at me. She was blushing and obviously embarrassed, but I knew she would get mad if I went overboard.
Anyway, at least I won and teased her. I shrugged and took the glass of water.
Then a sudden touch fell on my back and I twitched.
"You're really sweaty."
Penelope murmured as she hugged me from behind. My skin was still wet, but she dared to hug me and put her face on my back.
"I thought you hated sweat?"
We stayed like that for a second. Unfortunately, Sophia walked on all fours and greeted us.
Penelope immediately pushed me away and I stumbled down the sofa. I was stunned. But knowing that little Sophia was right in front of us, I decided to hide my dissatisfaction.
"Mommy! Dajjy! Can I have some snacks? I want to give Gwandma and Gwandpa candy! I want to meet my cousins too!"
"Okay, sweetie, but make sure they don't go to waste. Some candy melts in the sun."
My wife smiled and rubbed Sophia's head.
The little baby nodded happily and returned to her room to pack her candies... Although I think Sophia only has a handful of candy. We have been careful to control the children's diet, especially sweets.
Just as I expected, Sophia returned with seven pieces of candy. She beamed as she showed off her treats.
"Good job sweetie, I'll help you wrap them up later."
When the baby was gone, Penelope turned to me and apologized.
"Sorry. Did I hurt you? I was shocked because I didn't want Sophia to see us hugging."
"It's okay. Honey, you know the kids don't mind us hugging. Hugging is not bad anyway."
"Anyway, let's pack our things so we can leave early tomorrow."
We planned to use two suitcases for this trip. Of course, since I'm the only adult male in the family, I'm the one who would be carrying the bags.
My wife had already prepared the things we would bring, but they are still not packed, so I helped her put them into the luggage. Our clothes and the children's clothes are perfectly packed into the luggage, there is no wasted space.
I applaud my wife for successfully packing all our belongings into two bags.
"It's already 7:30, I think it's time for the kids to go to sleep."
Penelope is good at getting the kids to sleep. She knoww how to convince (threaten) them.
Because sometimes the kids would get energetic at night, and then the next day they would be sleepy and sluggish.
Whenever that happened, we both get worry.
I tell you, two energetic children are too much for us. But two delicate sick children will break our hearts.
I am amazed at how much patience Penelope has. I don't even know how to get Sophia to eat her vegetables. Even Roman doesn't obey when I tell him to stop playing. I guess they are not afraid of me.
I respect my wife a lot. She is much better at taking care of the children than I am. After all, she is a mother.
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