Tasha was late. It seemed to be a running theme since Mikhail had been born. She had the job of keeping Graydon moving when it came time to get ready to go somewhere and the job of getting all of the necessary items for Mikhail ready. Graydon was like all kids. There were times when they just didn't want to move. But then Tasha pointed out that Lisa and Robbie were going to be there and the longer Graydon took to get ready, the less time he'd have to spend with that. That got him moving a little quicker.

Mikhail was a different problem all together.

Tasha fondly remembered the days where when she wanted to visit someone she just walked out the door.

In the end they made it. Which was all that mattered.

Natasha knocked on the front door.