— Well, you and I need hollow wider, don't we? We are waiting second child, not first.

— Yeah, maybe. But all trees occupied by someone. There is no one unoccupied.

Young husband and wife Millers discussing some problems — where they will live when will happen supplement in their chipmunks' family. Blue-eyed beauty Nicole will must give birth to their child, daughter, very soon. In any case, mother wants this very much. Her simple-minded husband Charles laughs over the desire of his wife deep inside. Occasionally, he jokingly and mildly asks her what would happen if will born a boy. Nicole, who has become a very serious during gestation, responds steadily:

— No, never. It will be daughter. I all said.

It's worth mentioning this fact what they have one baby already. However, Nicole, who grew among three brothers and two dear sisters, thinks, that big family — this is happiness. Charles agrees with her.

— Charles, did you saw Rita? — asked Nicole suddenly, remembering her daughter and looking around.

Father sighed, affectedly closed his eyes and shook his head:

— Where is this gadabout? It's impossible watch of her.

His wife smiled.

— Mama! - A tiny child's voice here was with top tier fir-tree.

Jumping out of the hollow, Nicole quickly lifted her head up and gasped, covering with her paws her mouth. Sight, which presented in front of

her eyes, terrified young mother: little girl-chipmunk, adhering to the tree trunk, placed on thin branch. Little Rita, as always, ran away from her parents to fool around. She does not understand yet that the danger can trap in the forest at every turn.

— Honey, take off it from there, please. Will be so, as the last time, - asked young mother tired.

Charles gripped claws into the tree trunk and climbed up. But his help was not needed. Rita, laughed loudly, deftly slipped, knocked down Charles on way and was near Nicole.

— Well, do you fidget, baby! — Chipmunk smiled sweetly daughter. — This hooligan.

Meanwhile, Charles moved away from the shock and rubbing his bruised place.

— What are you doing, Rita? My mother and I have not gone a little crazy! —Strictly he looked at his daughter.

The girl moved a little further away, frightened by his father elevated tone. Nicole pulled the baby over and laughed:

— Come on, Charles, do not yell at the child. Think of how many problems you have delivered to his mother when you was in a more conscious age. Remembered? So what do you want from the year-old girl?

Charles shrugged.

— Where do I even shouted at her? So, I grumbled to regularity. — His lips stretched into a wide smile. - What will happen when the youngest born?

Nicole sighed:

— Even to think about it do not want. If she continues in the same spirit, I do lose my mind.

— And who is this then I said a moment ago, she is still small? — Charles winked to his wife and hugged her.

She only snorted and jerked.

— I can say one thing - I will not be easy uniquely.

— Congratulations on your daughter, Mrs. Miller! Look, is not that lovely?

Nicole and her husband with a neighbor, a squirrel named Qing, looked at the new family member Miller. The girl turned out great - all went to my mother. Blue, just - just open your eyes and two weeks ago newfound redhead, shiny fur. The child looked at adults blankly.

— Thank you, Qing. Yes, she is really good. Only please, call me by name, we are a child you know, — Nicole smiled.

- Well, we are no longer children. And yes, the hole is ready for you, - said the squirrel.

— Yes thank you. Charles has gone to look.

Qing giggled:

— And the strange still name your husband. As an Englishman.

Nicole said nothing in response to these words and hugged her youngest daughter.

— A girl's name? — Qing continued to pry.

— Brittany, — mother said, trying to be as careful.

Something rustled. It Charles and Rita returned after the inspection of a new home. Hardly seeing his mother and sister, Rita rushed toward to them.

— I'll go, perhaps. Will not interfere. — Qing bowed and left.

Charles watched her innocent eyes and sat down next to his wife.

— How are you, Nicole? Not tired? — He asked.

— Not from what it was. You took Rita and Britt and only does that sleeps. Here are just now woke up, — Nicole said.

Meanwhile, her older daughter admired her younger sister.

— Sister, — Rita murmured, holding out at Brittany her paws.

Charles and Nicole tenderly looked at this picture. They have always dreamed of a happy family, as always knew that would be together.

— Very well. There is another word to know and speak. And yes, all my mother mother! — the father of the babies said.