chapter 94

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R: So how do you want to tell the kids?

L: that I will leave to you Mr.

R: no you gotta help me

L: do you want a divorce?

R: no why?

L: if you don't tell them yourself that's what we'll get

R: pregnancy moods?

L: no I'm serious

R: ok fine I'll tell them on Christmas

L: good because I did not want to threaten you that way but it is effective

R: I understand Laur

L: (crys)

R: baby what's wrong?

L: I'm a lunatic

R: no baby your not a lunatic your just having weird actions because your carrying our baby

L: (mood change) this is all your fault!!! You made me be like this!!!

R: I know I know I'm sorry

L: (mood change) what do you have to be sorry for? You haven't done anything (giggles)

R: well I thought I should just apologize for any indispicable actions I've done since I've met you

L: aww how sweet

R: Laur

L: yeah Rossy (giggles)

R: when's our first baby appointment?

L: Christmas why?

R: we'll take the kids with us so we can show them their new sibling on Christmas

L: perfect!!!!

T: what's perfect mommy?

L: tomorrow will be

T: hey mommy

L: yes?

T: we love you

L: I love you too

R: hey what am I chopped liver?

L: you'll get a special I love you later (winks)

At the appointment

T: mommy why are we at the doctors on Christmas?

L: because your father and I want to show you something

T: what!? what!?

L: wait and you'll find out

T: on

Dr: Lynch?

R: that's us (they go and do all the info and and put the gel on her stomach)

T: daddy is mommy sick?

R: in a way yes

T: what's wrong with her?

R: she's pregnant

T: daddy what's pregnant?

Dr: it means your gonna have a new sibling

T: really cool!!!!

Dr: Alright Mrs. Lynch do you want to know the gender now or wait?

R: why didn't you ask me?

Dr: In reality its her decision

L: I want to know now (Ross smiles)

Dr: (moves the wand around) Mr. and Mrs. Lynch you are going to have a baby girl

L: I knew it

R: so let's discuss names now

L: it's going to be Rayleen nothing else

R: Rayleen is perfect (they all leave the appointment and go home)

T: daddy mommy?

R•L: yea kids

T: how are babies made?

R•L: ummmm

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