“Well, how'daya like that?” Marty said staring at Morris who was cuddled on the comfy sofa with the boys; Julian on the right and Peter on the left, both sound asleep and Morris tying in vain not to nod off too. It was a losing proposition.
“Winkin, Blinkin and Nod,” Violet whispered with a giggle.
“I was so sure all that chocolate was going to rev them up and look at them now,” Marty grumbled.
“Yes, but you didn't take into account the calming effect of the hot cocoa,” Victor said, scratching his head before looking toward Violet for her take. “Whaddaya think? Should I wake them up for baths?”