Haley Scott looked around her kitchen in a daze, wondering why she had come in the room in the first place. She knew that she had come in with a purpose but couldn't, for the life of her, figure out what that purpose was. Pregnant with her third child, she always got absent-minded when she had a "bun in the oven". She smiled to herself, taking this as just another reminder of the life inside of her. She didn't mind so much the scatter brained things she did, she had her amazing husband to balance things out. Nathan, her husband, did not look at all surprised when she popped her head back in to the living room to ask him what exactly she had gone to the kitchen in the first place to do. Before she could get the words out he spoke up,
"Scissors" he smiled at her. Haley grinned back gratefully, knowing that if it wasn't for Nathan, she'd probably have lost her mind by now. She returned a few minutes later with the scissors and handed them to Nathan. He had offered to clip the coupons from the Sunday paper while she took a nap. The children were upstairs taking their Sunday afternoon nap and Nathan knew that Haley had a hard time sleeping at this point in her pregnancy.
Haley eased herself back on to the couch and instantly felt relief from her aching back. The doctors had performed a sonogram on her a few weeks before and she and Nathan were preparing for their second son. Two boys and a girl, she though happily to herself, remembering her childhood dreams of having six children. She and Nathan were well on their way to her dreams. Long since dropping the hyphen of her last name (Haley James-Scott) because she knew that her family now was the Scott's, she was comfortable being in the family way with the love of her life. How things change, she thought as she slipped in to a much needed nap.
Nathan stared lovingly at his napping wife. How things have changed, his thoughts mirrored hers. With a stay-at-home wife taking care of his children, he had recently re-opened with the help of his brother, Scott Motors. New ownership, same name, different values. That was the mantra the brother's repeated. They refused to be like their father, and prided themselves on their honesty and hard work. Things had fallen in to place nicely since he and Haley had married 10 years before. The people who scoffed that it would never last between he and Haley, had long since seen the light, long since realized that if ever there were true love and fate, it would have been harvested there in the Scott family.
Their children were amazing. James was nearly 9 and prided himself on being the big brother. Tall for his age, he had broken from the family tradition of playing basketball and was succeeding fast on his Pop Warner football team. Playing the team's quarterback and captain, there were already talks of natural talent. Nathan supported James regardless of what sport if any, he decided to play. Brooklyn, their 6 year old, was more girl than Nathan or Haley knew what to do with. It was like she was born with a mirror and compact in her hand. She was hesitant to get "dirty" and only wanted to try on new clothes and her mother's make up. Both parents were baffled at how girly she was, but Haley embraced it and made sure that shopping trips were considered "Mommy-Daughter" time.
Nathan heard noise upstairs and knew that the children were rising from their naps. James always scoffed at a nap, but on Sundays it was natural to take the breather before the week began. Nathan slipped off the couch, so as not to disturb Haley, and went to get the children together to prepare dinner for their mother. It was the family routine. Nathan and the children gave Haley the break she very much deserved on Sundays. As he headed up the stairs, a knock came at the front door. He frowned towards it as the knocking became more incessant. When he finally made it to the front door, the knocking was frantic. He opened the door to find the biggest surprise of his life.