"You know what Steve?"

"What?"

"I believe it's time you became a godfather."

"What? What are you saying Carol?"

"Surprise! Baby number 4 of the Hamilton family is making it's way, coming sometime between now and October."

"Oh my God! I was just about to tell you that Eydie and I are expecting again. They will be making their arrival in August."

"They? Their?"

"That's right. Twins is what the doctor is predicting."

"I love that for you all! Well, it appears my husband, Joe, has fainted in the bootbooth so I believe we will be taking a commercial break. We'll be right back."

"Hey, I'm gonna get some coffee. Want some? Tammie?"

"No, thank you."

"Why are you crying hon? Is it something I said? Is it something I did or didn't do? I can do or undo it."

"Oh! It is most definitely something you did Jim. You can't undo it, I won't let you."

"What is it I did? Have I hurt you in some way or form?"

"I'm scared."

"Why?"

"I'm pregnant. There's a little Jim or Tammie in me right now, and that thought scares the hell out of me."

"Oh my gosh, you're pregnant. I hope you realize I will be here all the way and I won't leave you or this little being."

"Thank you."

"No problem honey. I guess this means that's a no on the coffee then."

"And we're back. Joe is fine, he just passed out from the news and he is drinking his water and getting some food put in him right now. To give you more information on the new arrival, we know it is a baby, we know it is arriving by November, and we know I am about 2 months in. Steve and Eydie's babies have been brewing for 3 to 4 months and are healthy little children. Joe and I have predicted this child of ours is going to be a girl since all of our other children are girls. Steve and Eydie presict theirs will be identical boys. I know that Steve said he hopes his are girls or a boy and a girl. He hopes ours is a boy since we already have 3 girls. Eydie says she wants girls. Just girls. She wants us to have a boy though. Joe and I want a son as well. As for Steve and Eydie's children, we are hoping for maybe a girl and a boy. Enough with the baby talk for now. Let's get on to the next sketch, shall we?"

"Well, this is a good episode, but you're falling asleep on me. I can't carry you tonight."

"Okay, let's turn it off."

"What do you want?"

"What do you mean Jim?"

"I mean, what gender do you want to have this time around?"

"I don't really care, but a boy may be nice."

"I would like a son. I love Rebecca and all, but we men need boys in our lives."

"Yeah,"

"All right, go to sleep sweetheart. You are very tired and you need the rest. I love you."

"I love y-"

He kisses her cheek, tucks her in, and falls asleep.

Jim wakes up to the sound of Tammie vomiting. He walks into the bathroom.

"Are you okay honey? Shh, I've got you. Calm down."

Tammie, crying, falls into his arms and cries.

"I'm not sure I want to go through this again. Not only will I be just going through the regular things, but I will also be worrying about what happened last time."

"We're going to be fine, dear. I won't let anything happen to you."

"Thank you," she managed to say before another wave of nausea and vomiting hit.

Jim began to rub her back and kiss her head.

"There there. It's okay, you can cry if you want. Do anything to make yourself feel better."

"I love you, Jim."

"I love you too, Tammie."