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P.S. I DON'T OWN ANYTHING :D


August 2010

Newly wed couple Smitchie was moving into their new home.

Stupid – ugh – boxes – ugh! Why do they – urrrgs – need to be so – urrrgs – heavy?! Shane thought. He was moving the boxes from the moving truck to his – no – their new home. Shane and Mitchie Torres-Gray residence. He liked the sound of it already! This is OUR home, he thought happily, but why does it need so much stuff? Sure they could've hired the movers to actually haul in all of their belongings but no! "Wouldn't it be more of an experience if WE hauled in our own things?" his wife suggested. Too bad "WE" doesn't actually mean both of us, Shane thought. He was reflecting on his wife's decisions. Sure he loved her to death but he didn't think it would actually KILL to do SOME work.

Thinking of his wife, he smiled. He truly did love her to death. Thinking some more about his wife made him work even more and the work didn't seem to be as hard anymore. He could do without the mood swings though. Out of nowhere Mitchie has been having mood swings, he finally realized. Now he didn't know if he should be concerned or not. Thinking about this, Shane accidentally bumped into a wall. Then he heard a familiar giggle.

"Haha, watch where you're going Hon!" Mitchie suggested.

Although he bumped into a wall, he smiled; he loved to hear Mitchie giggle. "Haha, very funny," he said sarcastically.

Her attitude suddenly changed. Her face had a puppy-dog face and her lower lip quivered. She clasped her hands together and begged, "Forgive me?"

Shane walked over to his wife and kissed her forehead. "Babe, you are always forgiven."

They walked towards the couch and sat down.

"God, I'm tired! Why don't you help me Mitch?" Shane asked.

"Because!" she simply replied smiling.

"Because what!?" he replied.

"Because… of this!" she quickly said. Then she kissed him passionately.

He smiled into the kiss and gave in. "Fine, you're excused," he said still smiling.

Shane got up and was about to walk away to do more work until Mitchie called him.

"Shane!"

He turned around, "Yes?"

"Come here," she said patting the seat next to her.

He sat down once again and asked, "What's up?"

"Did you ever think about hearing – oh I don't know – the pitter patter of little feet?" she said grinning.

He thought for a moment. "Uhmm… Wait, oh my God! Do you mean?…" he trailed off.

Mitchie quickly nodded thanking God he got the message, at least she thought he did.

"OH MY GOD! WERE GETTING A DOG!?" he screamed.

Mitchie laughed so much that her stomach started to hurt. Once she controlled herself again she spoke, "Hon, you're funny! But no, not a dog." Shane made a confused face and then ever so slowly Mitchie reached for his hand and placed it on her stomach. "We're not having a dog, but we are having a baby!" She grinned.

He made a shocked face this time. "OH MY GOD! THAT'S EVEN BETTER!"


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