The sun filtered softly through the tall glass windows of the Oliveira residence, casting golden rays on the polished oak floors and scattering light across the pastel-colored playmats strewn with toys. The house was quiet — a rare and cherished occurrence in a home with four infants. But Tobi knew better than to be lulled into a false sense of calm. At any moment, the silence could be shattered by the united wail of his tiny army.
Tobi sat on the floor in a white Arsenal training shirt, surrounded by rattles, plush giraffes, pacifiers, and soft musical toys. Thiago was lying on his chest, wide-eyed, gripping his father's collar with surprising strength for such a small baby. On his right, Ava was trying to crawl toward a plastic book that played animal sounds when pressed. Luna was chewing on her bunny while Liam lay flat, watching the ceiling like it was the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen.
