I wrote baby coming in 8 to 9 months.

Not creative but it will do.

"Precious!"

See? It's not even 10 minutes and Grey Grey's already calling my name.
I told ya he has a radar.

"In here!" I answered.

My husband of 3 years arrived at the kitchen wearing only his grey joggers.

Shirtless.

Barefoot.

Grey Grey stride towards me and he immediately hug me.

"I was so worried." He murmur.

"Why? As If Someone will attempt to kidnap me in the middle of the night Grey Grey."

"Let them try." He answered.

I roll my eyes.

"Let's be real precious. If someone really tried to kidnap you, it will be easy for them. You'll go with your kidnapper voluntarilly and heck you might bake for them." I can hear the frustration from Grey Grey's face.

"You might be right." I grin at him.

I hand Grey Grey the bear shaped sugar cookies.

He wordlessly accept the cookie.

Suddenly, Grey Grey bites the head off the cookie.

"No!! Don't eat it!" I shouts in shock.

Grey Grey's eyes widen.

"I'm sorry! I thought you want me to eat it!"

I forgot to consider that my husband is  a Rosen-Hower.

#FoodIsLife

"I mean yes! But can you please read first what I wrote before eating that?!" I replied exasperated.

"Oh. Sorry." He replied sheepishly.

Grey Grey stares at the message I wrote at the bear's chest.

After a beat, he shouts in happiness.

Grey Grey looks at me excitedly and exclaimed.
"Seriously? This is not a prank right?"

I nodded at him excitedly.

Grey Grey suddenly lift me to the kitchen counter and kiss me.

"I am so happy precious." He murmurs. His Grey-blue eyes radiates happiness.

"Are you ready for the next chapter?" I murmur.

"As I'll ever be." He answered.

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We decided to tell the rest of the family after a week. We went to the doctor first to confirm that everything is fine with my pregnancy.

"So how do we tell them?"
I ask Grey Grey.

Grey Grey just smirks.

I have no Idea how Grey Grey will tell our family. He planned everything.

We are currently eating our lunch when suddenly a loud bang echoed throughout the house.

Multiple confettis fell from the ceiling and a banner that says "We're Pregnant! "  unfolds right in front of the table.

As usual in our family nothing goes as planned.

"Gabriel Knight Rosen-Hower! What the hell?!" Daddy James shouted.

Gabriel who literally has no involvement in this squeaks in fright.

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