“I’ll put Brody down. You deal with the Three Musketeers in there,” Jameson said, gesturing to the bathroom.
Candace stepped into the doorway and cleared her throat. Three faces whipped toward her.
“Mm-hm. Toothbrushes?”
Brody held his up. “On it, Nana.”
Candace held back a laugh. “Do I want to ask what you three were plotting?”
“We were just gonna see if Coop and Spence could help us build a fort.”
“A fort?”
All three nodded eagerly.
Candace pursed her lips. “Brush your teeth.”
“Aw, Nana?—”
“If you want to build a fort, you’ll brush your teeth.”
JJ brightened. “You’re gonna help us?”
“If you brush your teeth,” Candace said firmly, biting back a grin as they all turned back to the sink.
She found Jameson in Jonah’s old room.
“Do I want to know?” Jameson asked.
“How do you feel about sleeping in a fort tonight?”
“I’m sorry?”
“Well, it’s been a while since we’ve been asked. Spencer and Cooper seem to have passed that phase.”
“You want to sleep in a fort with the kids?”
Candace stepped into Jameson’s arms. “Yes.”
"All set, Nana!" Amanda announced, barreling into the hall.
Jameson shook her head affectionately. “Okay,” she said, raising her voice. “Grab your pillows and meet us in Nana’s room.”
“We’re sleeping with you?” Brody asked.
“Well, it’s the biggest room,” Jameson said. “Besides, I have a plan. Get your pillows.”
Candace arched a brow. “You have a plan, huh?”
“I do. You’d better invite Coop and Spence. They might pretend they’re too old, but they’ll never forgive us if we leave them out.”
Candace shook her head. “Just don’t use my good curtains this time.”
“I did that once!” Jameson protested.
“No curtains, Jameson!” Candace called over her shoulder as she headed toward Cooper’s room.
From below, Jonah looked up the stairwell, laughing.