It was about one year after they had moved to their new home. Everything was settled nicely after the troublesome first weeks when the Rogues had discovered that they had all moved to the same city by sheer coincidence.
She was on vacation, it was Sunday and so of course she had slept in. When she awoke to the smell of fresh coffee, pancakes and the sound of Josh´s happily babbling she stretched lazily and held her eyes closed.
She was feeling so comfortable; it was warm and sunlight shone through the window. She couldn´t see it of course, but she felt the warmth on her face.
The door opened and then she opened her eyes. Mark came into the bedroom and brought her a tray with three plates with pancakes, a huge bottle of syrup and a sunflower. She rose to a sitting position and smiled at her husband who just smiled back with that goofy grin he protested he didn´t had.
Josh climbed onto the bed and called out happily "Morning Mama" before he held his arms out expectantly to Mark and demanded "Syrup!"
"Don´t you want pancakes, baby?" Julie asked. She scooted over to make room for her "men".
Josh climbed onto her lap. "No," he said, "Syrup tastes better."
Mark ruffled his son´s hair. "That´s the Mardon genes, all hail to sugar!" he joked. Julie took a first bite and it was delicious. Mark had already been a decent cook when they met, but he was getting better and better with his practice.
"Oh, I forgot something," he added. Mark leaned over, kissed her and smiled.
And then the sun shone brightly and illuminated the family. Mardon genes - sugar rush and weather controlling abilities.