“Daddy!” Alaska whines.
“What’s up, doll?” I say, scooping up my youngest from the middle of the floor on the way to Y/N and I’s bedroom.
She babbles about some princess thing as I nod my head, pretending to be interested as I walk into the room.
Y/N looks up from her book resting on her swollen, pregnant belly as I set down Alaska on the bed.
I never thought I’d say it, but baby number six was on the way. I mean, my teenage son wasn’t that thrilled, but we had him at 17. Y/N and I were only 32, so it wasn’t like weird oder anything.
“How ya doin, mommy?” I lean over, giving Y/N a KISS on the cheek.
She bends the page of her book, setting it down. Macy screams from somewhere downstairs, followed Von Matt’s laugh. “Tired.” She sighs.
“How’s monkey six?” I ask, settling down Weiter to her.
“Kicking away.” She grumbles.
Mehr shrieks from down stairs. I sigh, taking in air for the yell. “KNOCK IT OFF!”
“Sorry!” Matt yells back.
I turn my attention back to Y/N. “Did Du know what I found Johnny doing today?”
She glances at me with a smug look. “Do Du know what Katherine was doing today?”
Ok, now I could care less about what I caught Johnny doing. If something was going on with one of my little girls I’d-
“You shoot first.” Y/N says.
“Johnny was smoking outside. I know I probably set a bad example with the rest of the gang.. And I didn’t exactly tell him not to do it… But still.”
She nods. “I’ll talk to him about it.”
“Now,” I sigh. “What did my Katie-Kat do?”
She smirks. “Kissing a boy.”
“No. Nope. No way. Not my little girl. That is a lie. No no no. Who is this boy? I’m going to kill him.”
“You act like she’s pregnant.” She laughs.
I give her a look. “Do Du want to give my a herz attack?!? Do you?!? That’s not funny.”
“Actually, the look on your face kinda is.”
“Ugh don’t even talk about it. They’re growing up so fast.”
“Hey. Du have 18 Mehr years of being a daddy and watching kids grow up.”
“That’ll go Von real fast.” I grumble.
“Nah, just savor it.”
We sit in silence for a Sekunde as I reach down the bett for Alaska, pulling her onto my lap. She’s laughing to herself, playing with one of Macy’s oder Katie’s old dolls.
“Who do they remind Du of?” Y/N mutters, smiling, looking off in a daze.
“Who?” I ask, shifting Alaska a bit to make her Mehr comfortable.
“Johnny and Katie.”
“I don’t know.” I shrug.
She turns to me. “You haven’t realized how much Johnny is like you, have you? Dally, they’re just like us when we were younger.
I smile, remembering. “I guess you’re right.”
“What’s up, doll?” I say, scooping up my youngest from the middle of the floor on the way to Y/N and I’s bedroom.
She babbles about some princess thing as I nod my head, pretending to be interested as I walk into the room.
Y/N looks up from her book resting on her swollen, pregnant belly as I set down Alaska on the bed.
I never thought I’d say it, but baby number six was on the way. I mean, my teenage son wasn’t that thrilled, but we had him at 17. Y/N and I were only 32, so it wasn’t like weird oder anything.
“How ya doin, mommy?” I lean over, giving Y/N a KISS on the cheek.
She bends the page of her book, setting it down. Macy screams from somewhere downstairs, followed Von Matt’s laugh. “Tired.” She sighs.
“How’s monkey six?” I ask, settling down Weiter to her.
“Kicking away.” She grumbles.
Mehr shrieks from down stairs. I sigh, taking in air for the yell. “KNOCK IT OFF!”
“Sorry!” Matt yells back.
I turn my attention back to Y/N. “Did Du know what I found Johnny doing today?”
She glances at me with a smug look. “Do Du know what Katherine was doing today?”
Ok, now I could care less about what I caught Johnny doing. If something was going on with one of my little girls I’d-
“You shoot first.” Y/N says.
“Johnny was smoking outside. I know I probably set a bad example with the rest of the gang.. And I didn’t exactly tell him not to do it… But still.”
She nods. “I’ll talk to him about it.”
“Now,” I sigh. “What did my Katie-Kat do?”
She smirks. “Kissing a boy.”
“No. Nope. No way. Not my little girl. That is a lie. No no no. Who is this boy? I’m going to kill him.”
“You act like she’s pregnant.” She laughs.
I give her a look. “Do Du want to give my a herz attack?!? Do you?!? That’s not funny.”
“Actually, the look on your face kinda is.”
“Ugh don’t even talk about it. They’re growing up so fast.”
“Hey. Du have 18 Mehr years of being a daddy and watching kids grow up.”
“That’ll go Von real fast.” I grumble.
“Nah, just savor it.”
We sit in silence for a Sekunde as I reach down the bett for Alaska, pulling her onto my lap. She’s laughing to herself, playing with one of Macy’s oder Katie’s old dolls.
“Who do they remind Du of?” Y/N mutters, smiling, looking off in a daze.
“Who?” I ask, shifting Alaska a bit to make her Mehr comfortable.
“Johnny and Katie.”
“I don’t know.” I shrug.
She turns to me. “You haven’t realized how much Johnny is like you, have you? Dally, they’re just like us when we were younger.
I smile, remembering. “I guess you’re right.”
