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Smiling you watched your daughter Anya play with Ravis.
"Mommy!" she shouted, "Look I beat Ravis!" She picked up Ravis's king and waved it around.
You smiled, "Very good sweetie."
With her large innocent violet eyes she looked up at you, "When is daddy going to get home?"
"Soon baby," you said lifting her onto your lap.
"M-Mrs ____________, d-do you want m-me t-to start d-dinner?" asked Toris.
You smiled warmly at him, "Yes, Toris that would be nice."
"Mommy, can I help?"
Nodding you said, "Yes honey."
With a squeal she jumped off your lap and ran to help Toris. Thinking over the news you had gotten yesterday you tried to find a gentle way of telling your husband.
It had been four years since Anya had been born. That day was probably one of the best days of your life. Ivan looked at Anya with so much awe and wonder you knew that from the moment she was born that she was going to be a daddy's girl.
And she was. Except for her (your hair color) hair she was the perfect image of Ivan.