Something was tickling her nose. It was feathery and irritating her as she tried snatch a few more minutes of sleep. She reached up to brush it away and her hand bumped something round. Her eyes flew open and she smiled as she sniffed the downy softness of Declan's hair. Abby pulled herself up on her elbow and propped her cheek in her hand. She studied the sleeping baby in the sheets on the bed next to her. His cheeks were pink and his lips slightly parted as he slept. She pulled back the sheet a little and her fingers spread gently over his round, bare little tummy. Declan frowned slightly and his mouth widened in a yawn as he continued to sleep. Abby grinned and lightly traced a finger over his dark browns and down to the tip of his upturned nose. The baby wrinkled his forehead in protest and then his features smoothed out again. She chuckled and leaned close to his ear, pushing light brown strands of hair out of the way.

"Declan….' she murmured. "Time to get up, baby boy." He squirmed a little and then she gently kissed a chubby, milky smelling cheek. He reached his hands up to his face and murmured as she kissed a closed eye and then his nose. She kissed his chin and then traced a line of kisses down his chest to his tummy. Declan chortled as she blew lightly on his belly and then raised her face to his. His eyes were open and he grinned as he kicked his feet and twisted his fingers in her hair. Abby chuckled and pulled herself to a sitting position and lifted the little boy to her lap. She helped him stand and kissed his cheeks again as he bounced. He reached for the lacy edge of her nightgown and Abby laughed as she buried her nose in the delicious crook between his shoulder and neck.

"I don't think so, kiddo," she said as she kissed him noisily. "It hasn't really been that long since you had breakfast." They both looked toward the door as the lock clicked and the door swung open. Declan danced happily in his mother's arms as Lauren burst into the room.

"Mommy!" she cried as she bounced onto the bed. Abby tightened her hold on Declan and then reached out an arm to encircle her daughter into a hug.

"Ah…..Lauren," she cried frantically. "The door!"

"I've got it," Luka said as he entered with a large paper cup of coffee and a pastry sack. He closed the door with his foot and carried his things to the small table by the window.

"Good gracious, daughter of mine," Abby laughed as Lauren bounced to her feet and then jumped on the bed, her light summer dress flying. "What did your tata feed you for breakfast? Firecrackers?" Lauren's dark hair swung about her face as she shook her head.

"Nope!" she said. "Pineappos, appos and cherrwies!"

"And oatmeal with a bagel and cream cheese," Luka added. He caught the little girl under one arm and handed the coffee cup and sack to Abby. Lauren laughed as Luka swung her around once and then deposited her onto the other bed. She jumped happily as Luka stretched out onto the bed next to Abby and took the baby from her. Declan stuck a finger in his mouth as he watched his big sister from his perch on his daddy's lap. Luka pressed a kiss to the baby's head and watched as Abby opened the pastry bag.

"Oooo….a beignet," Abby sighed as she lifted the baked sugary confection out of the bag and took a bite. He nodded to the bag on the table.

"I brought you a fruit cup, too" he said. Abby lifted her face for a kiss. Luka grinned and obliged her.

"Ah, you are the best," she chuckled happily and took another bite of the pastry.

"What did I miss at the morning planning session?" she asked. Luka jostled Declan until the baby laughed and kicked his feet. Luka grinned and kissed the back of the baby's neck.

"Well, Susie and Heather never made it to the table," he said as he glanced protectively toward Lauren. The little girl fell onto her back and then rolled onto her tummy. She reached for the remote and turned on the television. She settled herself into the pillows and crossed her ankles as she flipped from one channel to the next.

"Susan said something about them hitting the cappuccino vendor, being up all night and finally crashing this morning." Abby chuckled and took a sip of her coffee. Luka sighed as she climbed off the bed and retrieved the bag with her fruit cup. Abby climbed back onto the bed and snuggled against his side.

"Anyway," Luka went on. "Susan is going to go to Epcot with Scott and his girls for the day….."

"Really?" Abby drawled as she tucked a piece of fresh pineapple between her lips. "That sounds hopeful." Luka chuckled.

"I thought you would like that," he said. "Cosmo wants to go back to the Magic Kingdom with us. And everybody is going to be meeting us at the Liberty Tavern for our Thanksgiving dinner reservation tonight."

"You made our reservations for Scott's family too?" Luka shook his head.

"He has reservations for their dinner at another hotel….the Grand Florida…or something," he said.

"Was Susan disappointed?" Abby looked up at him. Luka shook his head.

"I don't think so." Abby frowned a little and then sat straighter and sighed. She set the nearly empty fruit container on the table and rummaged through a suitcase for a clean diaper and tee shirt for Declan.

"Henry offered to keep Declan here with him," Luka said as he lifted Declan up over his head. Declan giggled and kicked his feet. "He wants to watch the football games or something." She stopped short and her eyes widened a bit.

"But what about…" her hands fluttered near her chest and then fell. Luka grimaced and nuzzled Declan's bare tummy.

"We brought that big can of soy formula and a bottle in case we needed it," he said. "He'll be fine." Abby studied him for a long moment.

"He said he could watch the games here and be near everything he'd need, Abby," Luka said. "And I told him to charge anything he wanted for dinner to our room. Room service?" Abby sighed and took the baby from Luka's arms. She cuddled him close for a moment and then held him away from her. Declan kicked his feet in the air and then looked at her. He grinned and then laughed.

"Yeah," she said. "You probably would be happier here in the air conditioning than in the heat tucked into that old baby carrier on Mama, wouldn't you?" She kissed him and then handed him back to Luka.

"I am going to jump in the shower," she said as she headed toward the bathroom. She gestured toward the clean diaper on the bed. "I think he might be ready for that. And Luka….." He looked up at her. Abby tipped her head toward the other bed.

"You might want to talk your daughter into putting her clothes back on." Luka turned to look at Lauren. She had wiggled out of the summer dress and was stretched out on the bed, ankles crossed and hands behind her head, clad only in Tinkerbell panties as she watched television. Abby rolled her eyes and disappeared into the bathroom as he snickered. Luka laid Declan between his knees and reached for the clean diaper. He opened it and glanced up at the television as he whipped off the wet diaper and replaced it with the clean one.

"Tata," Lauren said absently as her eyes never left the television screen.

"Da, draga?" Luka replied.

"I yike our new home," she sighed happily. Abby peered suddenly around the dressing area wall at her and then looked at Luka. Her eyes danced and they laughed.