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Slipping your shoes back on you turned to slide from your seat. As you took your time, Jonny helped your children from their car seats. Plodding your way to the door with Jonny’s arm around your waist and the two kids running ahead, you smiled to yourself at your little family.
As Jonny moved to unlock the door, you attempted to calm the hyper children at your feet. Following them over the threshold you heard the brothers greet each other, only to be mirrored from below.
As your oldest stood beside their uncle, hands on their hips and called across the hall; “Pissface”. Your jaw dropped and as you turned to Jonny with an eyebrow raised, almost missing how your youngest had called back “Pusface”.
At this Martin made himself known walking towards his sons, from the bottom of the stairs, shirtless as always. Cuffing the back of their heads he muttered “Horrid boys, look what you’ve done”. Chuckling to yourself you lead the kids to the sitting room before joining Jackie in the kitchen.
Unbeknownst to the two of you, Adam was snickering to himself as he hung a banner above the table.
You made polite conversation with Martin and Adam as the kids played in their dad’s old room, and Jonny helped his mum finish up dinner. Discussing your recent promotion and the new non-house shaped family car you had recently purchased, you assured Martin you would show him after the dinner.
When Jonny followed his mother into the sitting room as she gave a five minute warning, he nodded to you before climbing the stairs. Smiling to yourself you retrieved the two wrapped parcels from the bottom of your bag. No longer than a minute later when Jonny had returned, the children in his arms, were you handing Jackie and Martin the two presents along with the context from Jonny that they were “Small presents to thank them for looking after the kids on occasion.” Jackie’s dismissal that “That’s what grandparents are for” was wasted on you as you were busy shaking your head at Jonny for his sly allusion. There was of course a large chance that your hidden pregnancy had been caused by one of the few nights the two of you were alone while the children stayed with their grandparents.
Turning back to your in-laws you nodded for them to tear the wrapping, and as they did Jackie released a squeal that had even Martin’s ears pricking up. Sitting amidst the torn paper in her lap was a small onesie with text that said “Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me, fool me thrice and oh damn another baby?”.
On the other side of the room Martin was in hysterics, the cloth diaper in his lap simply had “Oh…” on the front and across the bottom was “Shit in it! SHIT IN IT!!!”
As Jackie ran towards Jonny and started peppering kisses on his forehead, Martin sauntered your way and with a gentle pat on your shoulder said, “Congratulations bambino”
The alarm of the oven caught the impromptu celebrations to a brief halt as the group, sans Jackie made our way to the dining room.
Immediately doubling over in laughter as you cross the threshold, before pulling Adam into an all but bone crushing hug. Jonny rushes to your side before he too sees the glittery banner bearing the words; “Can’t wait to meet you Baby Pratface!”