Katrina's POV
"Zachary David Ross what do you think you're doing?" I place my hands on my hips and arch an eyebrow at my 5 year old son. Yes, it's been five years since everything has happened. I couldn't be more happy with my life. I have an amazing family and amazing friends. I couldn't ask for a better life.
"Mommy, I wasn't doing anything," my son says as he gives me his most innocent look. I try to keep a straight face but a small smile settles on my lips. My son has chocolate all over his hands, his face, and his hair which makes him look even more adorable than he usually does.
"Really? Because it looks like you were eating the chocolate that I told you not to eat." His eyes widen and he immediately starts shaking his head.
"No mommy. I would never do that! You know I always lis
