Little Artemis pouted, annoyed by the chastising tone her parents had used. It wasn't her fault she'd fallen off the bed! Disregarding the fact that, of course, it was exactly her fault. Along with that, she was bothered by Silvano's tone—why did he have to be such a stick in the mud sometimes? She knew that Parker was quiet, and that was okay, but why did Silvano have to be boring? Little Missa grinned up at her father, happy he had not chided her too much. Then she turned the bright smile to her mother, because she knew Savina only chastised her for good reason. Artemis knew that her mommy and daddy both loved her a lot, despite her energy level and crazy antics.
Her brother's suggestion was a bit more direct than her own, so Artemis nodded enthusiastically, bright baby blue eyes beaming. "That sounds fun! I want to learn how to swim! Wouldn't it be fun to learn to swim, Parker?" she asked, nudging her silent sister, wanting to include her in the decision. Both Artemis and Silvano were good about saying what they were thinking, but since Parker couldn't (or rather, wouldn't yet), Artemis wanted to try to include her.
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