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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2020 12:11 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2020 12:13 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxH I S T O R Yxxxxxxxxxxxx ⟹ Mackenzie, Colton, and Charlotte moved in during 2049 with Mackenzie's owl Xylo
⟹ Edison was born in 2051
⟹ Xylo passed away in 2052
⟹ Strobe was rescued in 2054
⟹ Linnie was born in 2055xxxxxxxxxxxxC O N T A C Txxxxxxxxxxxx ⟹ Not Connected to the Floo Network
⟹ Allows Apparition
⟹ Allows Owl MessagesxxxxxxxxxxxxV I S I T O R Sxxxxxxxxxxxx ⟹ None
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2020 3:15 pm
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Mackenzie Overton
Gryffindor Alumna - Twenty Nine Years Old - Halfblood - Married - Mother of Two
Owner of Paw Pals Doggy Daycare
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The patio door to the backyard was wide open while Mackenzie sat outside on a picnic blanket in the grass. Normally, she wouldn’t mind sitting directly on the grass, but she didn’t want to stain her yellow dress green. She held Edison closely, rocking him a little to keep him calm as he fell asleep in her arms. Mackenzie could hardly believe Charlotte was once the same size – that she was once so small and pudgy at the same time and that her head had smelled so... delicious? The mother couldn’t quite pin her finger on how a newborn’s fuzzy little head smelled, but it made her feel so cozy inside while simultaneously making her ovaries want to explode. She and Colton have talked about how many kids they wanted to have and arrived at a good number (somewhere between two to five). However, if she had given birth to ten babies, she didn’t think she’d ever get tired of smelling their heads. Maybe it was a motherly thing, she didn’t know, but it drove her absolutely mad (in the best way).
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2020 4:34 pm
xx↝ Ɯнєяє Aм I? Home - Backyard
xxx↝ Ɯнσ ιѕ Ɯιтн Mє? Kenzie, Charley, and baby Edie
xxxx↝ Ɯнαт'ѕ Ɠσιηg Oη? Dinner Picnic
xxxxx↝ Ɯнαт'ѕ ιη Mу Hєαɗ? It's a nice night
Colton had spent the afternoon setting up a nice meal for their picnic dinner. Why a picnic? Because their three year old just loved picnics. Plus it was a good way to get some sunshine. Colton watched a moment as Kenzie laid out the blanket, the woman hugging their little baby close. The man turned back into the house and scooped up the toddler. "Hey, Charley-Bug! Are you excited to picnic with mama and baby Edie? It'll be lots of fun!" He grinned, smooching the little girl's cheeks as he carried her outside.
Once outside he carefully set down his daughter, then plopped to a sit beside his wife. "He still asleep? He's been pretty good about sleeping, thank goodness. Also I brought his little sun hat if it starts bothering him." He offered the tiny hat from his pocket, kissed Kenzie on the cheek, then pushed himself to a stand to grab both his camera and start bringing out food for their dinner. He gathered everything onto a tray and carried it out, placing it on the blanket. "Ah food. The best." He grinned, grabbing a sandwich and taking a bite.
Sᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ɢᴇᴛ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ, ʟᴏᴏsᴇɴ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴘs
Fᴀɪᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴡɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜɪᴘs
Jᴜsᴛ ᴘᴜʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
Sᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ɢᴇᴛ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ, ʟᴏᴏsᴇɴ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴘs
Fᴀɪᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴡɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜɪᴘs
Jᴜsᴛ ᴘᴜʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴ ᴍᴇ, ᴅʀᴏᴡɴ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
Iᴛ's ᴀʟʟ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ, ɪᴛ's ᴀʟʟ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ, ɪᴛ's ᴀʟʟ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ, ɪᴛ's sᴏ ʀɪɢʜᴛ
Sᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ɢᴇᴛ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴏʀᴋs, ʟᴏᴠᴇ
Eᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʀᴍs.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2020 3:33 pm
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Mackenzie Overton
Gryffindor Alumna - Twenty Nine Years Old - Halfblood - Married - Mother of Two
Owner of Paw Pals Doggy Daycare
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“Yeah, ahaha!” could be heard from inside the house. Mackenzie looked up towards the patio to see Colton carrying out their giggling three year old. “We’re having a picnic!” she cheered as Colton set her down, and immediately made her way over to play in the potted plants. “Charlotte, don’t get dirty! We’re about to eat,” Mackenzie warned. Briefly, the mother wondered about whether or not she was as restless as her daughter when she was her age. They say the apple never falls far from the tree for a reason. Then again, her obsession with playing in the dirt probably came from Colton’s family as they were much bigger nature lovers than Kenzie was. When Colton asked if Edison was still asleep, she nodded. “Oh, thank you,” she responded, freeing one hand to use it to put their baby’s hat on his itty bitty head. Baby clothing was just so cute. The witch smiled when her husband kissed her. When he came out with the tray of food, Charlotte ran back over to the picnic blanket and started drinking from her cup of lemonade. She always got to drink lemonade on special dinner nights. “Thanks for making dinner,” Kenzie said before Char had also chimed in. “Thank you, daddy!”
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
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