About an hour later, Ian woke up to the alarm, quickly turning over to turn it off before it woke Bryan. He rubbed his eyes as he sat up. He quietly walked past the nursery and went to wake up Spencer. He froze as he heard Marisol crying right before he opened his son's door. Ian sighed as he walked to his daughter's room. He picked her up and winced. Oh god. She smelt bad.
"Oh jesus.." He sighed, laying her on the changing table. He debated on going to wake up Bryan. After all he was always better at this with Spencer. He thought better of it and decided to give it a try. But he had to be quick so he could get spencer up. He held his breath, getting rid of the dirty diaper before wiping her down quickly. He put a clean diaper on and picked her up before going to wake up spencer. Spencer groaned as Ian turned on the light.
"Baby, it's time to get up." Ian said softly. "We have to get ready for school."
"I couldn't sleep..Because of the baby.."
"I'm sorry. But we have to get up."
Spencer sat up, rubbing his eyes.
"I'm going to make breakfast. Can you pick out your clothes?"
Spencer nodded. "Yeah.."
"Okay. Meet me downstairs when you're finished." Ian said. He kissed Spencer's cheek before heading to the kitchen. He placed Marisol in her little rocker as he started cooking.
She watched as he cooked before closing her eyes.
"Daddy, I can't find my shoes!" Spencer called.
"Shh!" Ian called. "They're by the door."
Spencer nodded, running to grab his shoes. "Is Daddy sleeping?"
"Yes he is. Marisol is too."
Spencer nodded, pulling his shoes on.
"Come eat up. I have to get dressed, okay?"
"Okay daddy.. Is Marisol hungry?" Spencer asked, sitting at the table.
"When she wakes up we can feed her." Ian said softly. Spencer nodded again.
"Are you excited for your last day of school?"
"Yeah. But I'm gonna miss my friends.."
"Maybe you can see them over the summer. If you get their phone numbers." Ian said softly.
Spencer nodded as he started to eat. Ian went to get dressed. He tried to be quiet as he grabbed his clothes from his dresser. Bryan stirred slightly as Marisol started crying from downstairs. Ian hit his toe on the edge of the dresser as he pulled his pants on. He growled as he leaned back against the wall.
"Baby?.." Bryan hummed.
"I'm sorry. I hit my foot. I have to go feed Marisol and get Spencer going." Ian said quickly. "I didn't mean to wake you up."
"Ian..You could've woke me.."
"I know." Ian sighed. "But you stayed up too. I didn't want to interrupt your sleep."
"It's okay, Ian.." Bryan said sweetly. "You take Spencer. "I'll take care of the baby.."
"Okay. She's downstairs with spencer."
Bryan got up and kissed Ian softly. "It's okay..Just relax."
Ian let out a deep breath and smiled. "Thank you. At least we'll have a little help later today."
"Your mom is coming today!" Bryan remembered.
Ian chuckled. "She'll be here at four. I thought we could get Spencer home then I'd go get her."
"That sounds great baby."
"I wish Mimi was coming.."
"She'll come soon." Bryan assured.
Ian nodded as they walked downstairs. He cleaned the kitchen as Bryan picked up their daughter.
"Awe, the pretty girl is just hungry.." Bryan soothed as he started making her bottle.
"Why does she cry so much?" Spencer asked.
"She's a baby..That's the only way she knows how to tell us what she wants."
"But how do you know?"
"Because she doesn't have a dirty diaper. She isn't sleepy, so she must be hungry."
Spencer nodded. "I don't want to see her dirty diapers. That's gross, Daddy."
"You had so many dirty diapers.." Bryan teased.
"I don't remember that." Spencer said seriously.
"But you did. Stinky diapers!" Ian chuckled.
Spencer put his hands in the air and shook his head. "I'm not touching them."
"You will at some point." Bryan giggled, holding the bottle to Marisol's mouth.
Spencer stood in his chair and looked at his sister. "Can I take her to school?"
"No, she has to stay here.." Bryan explained.
"Okay." Spencer sighed.
Ian finished cleaning and gathering what they needed for Spencer's last day at school. "Do you want to ride with us?" He asked his husband.
"Yeah." Bryan smiled.
Ian picked Spencer up. "Alright. Let's get you to school."
Bryan changed Marisol into a new onsie before they walked out to the car. Bryan put her in her car seat before making sure spencer was secure and climbed into the front with Ian.
"Last day of school, buddy!" Bryan smiled. "You ready for summer?"
"I love summer!" Spencer said. "I'll miss my friends. But I can see Lorelai more!"
"You can." Bryan smiled. "It's going to be a fun summer."
"How can I play with my sister? She can't even sit."
"You can play with her when she gets a little older." Ian said softly.
"Okay.."
Spencer looked over at his little sister who was watching him with wide blue eyes.
"Her eyes are big. But they're blue like daddy's."
"They are.." Ian smiled.
"Mine are brown." Spencer said. "Daddy, your eyes are green." He said to Bryan.
Ian looked over at Bryan and raised an eyebrow.
Bryan nodded slowly. "They are, buddy."
"Why?"
"Because that's just what color they are, baby.. Your eyes are a beautiful brown.."
"Grandpa Blaine's eyes are close to yours." Ian said.
"But you and Daddy's eyes aren't brown.."
"They don't have to be. We all have beautiful colors."
Spencer pondered this a moment before nodding. "We do."
Ian smiled as they pulled into the parking lot. Spencer climbed over the center console and let each of them kiss his cheek before hurrying out of the car. "Bye, Daddies!"
"Bye sweetie!" Bryan called.
Spencer closed the door and Ian started back home.
"Do you want to watch Marisol while I do some cleaning? I want everything to look nice for your mom."
Ian nodded slowly before going quiet. "Do you think he knows?..Should we tell him?"
Bryan let out a deep sigh. "I don't know. I don't want him to be upset. I'm not sure he will understand."
"Should we wait? Or would he be mad we didn't tell him sooner?"
"What do you think?"
"Maybe it'll be good to tell him now.."
"After school, then.."
Ian nodded, gripping the steering wheel nervously.
"What's wrong?" Bryan asked.
"I..I don't want him to be upset.."
"Me neither."
Ian took a deep breath before slowly releasing it.
"It'll be okay." Bryan nodded.
"Thank you.." He said before looking back at Marisol. "How are you doing back there little girl?"
Marisol looked up at her father with her curious blue eyes. He smiled lightly before turning back to the road.
"Do you remember how we got spencer on a normal schedule?" Bryan asked.
"He already was on a normal schedule. That and he was one..Maybe mom can help." Ian said.
Bryan nodded. "I was reading up on this kind of stuff before she was born. It said to not minimize noises during the day. That can help. And to kind of get into a routine at night. Like bathing, changing, feeding her and all of that. Doing it the same time every night can help.
Ian nodded. "We can do this."
"I know we can."
Marisol let out a long happy noise as she slapped at her little mirror.
Bryan giggled. "Are you happy baby girl?"
She looked at him and blinked, moving her feet quickly. Bryan smiled as he reached back and tickled her foot. She looked down and her eyes went wide as she moved her feet faster.
Ian looked in the mirror and laughed. "God, she's cute."
Bryan nodded, sighing happily as they pulled into the driveway. They got Marisol out of the car and headed inside.
As soon as they got in Marisol started rubbing her eyes and whining. "She's tired.." Ian sighed.
"Should we let her nap?"
"Naomi said to wait until at least ten.." Ian said.
"Okay. We'll keep her up then."
Ian nodded, bouncing her lightly. "Can you stay up a bit longer for your daddies?"
"Maybe we can put music on or something while we clean. I don't know how to keep a baby awake.." Bryan sighed.
"I don't want to make her stay up if she's tired.." Ian said softly as he put her in her rocker."
"I know. But it's not close to ten yet."
"Well, maybe we can just try to make a schedule but also try to let her have small naps throughout the day."
"Okay."
Ian nodded as Marisol watched Bryan curiously. Bryan kissed her forehead softly before going to clean. She quickly nodded off as they walked around the house cleaning. When they were finished, Bryan wiped his forehead. "Do you mind watching her while I shower?"
"I'll keep an eye on her." Ian said, falling back on the couch.
"Thank you." Bryan said. He kissed Ian before heading upstairs.
Ian sighed softly, watching their daughter, she seemed to be getting fussy, whimpering softly. He picked her up and rocked her in his arms. She calmed down a bit, grabbing at the chain around his neck. Ian chuckled as he let her play with it. She pulled on it lightly, putting it in her mouth. Ian smiled as he held her free hand. He was so in love with her. She slowly closed her eyes as his phone started to ring with a call from Naomi. Ian smiled as he answered. "Hello."
"Hey, is Mom in yet?"
"She doesn't come until four."
"Oh okay, well have you talked to Kurt or Blaine yet?" Naomi asked. "Also how is the baby?"
"She's good. What's going on?"
"Just checking on you. I got Idina down for a nap. But I got off the phone with Kurt and he said he was thinking about coming up to see her with Blaine."
"That would be really nice. Marisol keeps trying to sleep."
"Well as long as they're little naps, she should be okay."
"They have been today." Ian said.
"I'm going crazy being stuck at home.." Naomi growled.
"Why?" Ian chuckled.
"Well I'm on Maternity leave forever and Thea is at work. Bring your kids and come live with me."
Ian laughed. "You come see me. We have more room."
"I want to. I'm still super sore, but I might be able to convince Thea to come when Kurt and Blaine do."
"That would be awesome, Mimi. We'd love to have you all."
"You'd have to convince Thea. She''ll barely let me move."
"I'll beg if I have to."
"I miss you.." Naomi smiled.
"I miss you too."
"Send me more pictures of the baby."
"I will. We are getting professional pictures done this weekend."
"Awe! I can't wait to see." Naomi grinned. "God..We have kids.."
"I know. It's crazy."
"It's amazing.."
"I can't wait for you to meet her."
"Idina slept bad the night after you left. I think she misses you."
"I miss her too." Ian said sadly. "I wish we lived closer."
"Me too.." Naomi sighed.
"Try to convince Thea to come here and tell me if it works."
"I will." Naomi said, sighing as Idina started crying. "I love you, I'll see you then."
"I love you too. Good luck."
She chuckled before hanging up. Ian held his daughter for a while before Bryan came out, during his hair. "How is she?"
"Good. She's been playing with my necklace."
Bryan looked over his shoulder and grinned. "She's adorable.."
"She is." Ian grinned as he lifted her up and kissed her. "She's my perfect little girl."
Bryan pressed his lips to Ian's temple. "I love you.."
"I love you too, babe." Ian grinned. "Want me to make lunch for us? I think we should try to feed her now."
"I can make it. You just spend some time with her.."
"Will you hand me a bottle?" Ian asked.
Bryan nodded, walking to the kitchen to heat it up. Ian lifted Marisol into the air and made airplane noises. She kicked her feet lightly, gurgling happily. Ian giggled as he rubbed their noses together. Bryan returned with the bottle and handed it to his husband. "What do you want to eat, baby?"
Ian cradled their daughter and put the bottle to her lips. "I could really go for a grilled cheese."
"Just one?" Bryan giggled.
"Two." Ian grinned.
"I thought so." Bryan giggled, kissing his cheek.
"Thank you, Bryan."
"No problem." He said before strutting to the kitchen. Ian bit his lip as he watched his husband.
"Are you staring at my ass?" Bryan giggled, spinning around. "What kind of example are you setting for our daughter?"
"I'm showing her how to appreciate." Ian said as he wiggled his eyebrows.
Bryan smiled. "After lunch, you should lay her down for her nap.." he said, leaning against the wall.
"Now who's setting a bad example?" Ian grinned. "I'm sure she'll be ready for one."
Bryan just giggled, starting on his sandwiches. Ian fed Marisol until she didn't want anymore. He got up to get a dish towel and put it on his shoulder before burping her. Marisol gave a little burp and Ian giggled, holding her up a little back. "That was a big burp!" He grinned. Marisol burped again before spitting up all over Ian's shirt. Ian held her out at arm's length as he started to gag. "Fuck!"
Bryan ran over, "what's wro- Oh my god.." he said, quickly taking Marisol.
Ian ran over to the trash can and dry heaved. That was the one thing that always got to him.
"Baby, take off your shirt!" Bryan giggled wiping Marisol's mouth. He did this every time when Spencer spit up.
Ian carefully pulled the fabric off and tossed it in the trash. "I forgot about that."
Bryan just shook his head, smiling. "It never gets any easier."
"The diapers I can get through. But not that."
"You can barely make it through the diapers.." Bryan giggled as he finished burping her.
"But I try!"
"You do.." Bryan grinned.
Ian walked back over to his husband. "Little spit monster." He giggled as he pressed a kiss on Marisol's head.
Bryan looked over at Ian's chest. "I'm going to go put her down so she can sleep.."
"Okay." Ian said as he held a small laugh in.
Bryan took her upstairs and laid her down, turning on the baby monitor. "Sleep well, beautiful.."
Marisol was fighting to keep her eyes open as she watched her mobile. Bryan leaned down, kissing her forehead before walking out. Ian was in the bathroom connected to their bedroom, washing his chest. Bryan walked in and took the rag Ian was using. "Let me.."
Ian bit his lip as he looked at his husband. Bryan rubbed over his chest slowly, looking up at him.
"That feels nice."
"So, I never thought cleaning baby vomit off of my husband would be sexy.."
Ian chuckled. "Me neither."
Bryan giggled, leaning in to kiss Ian deeply. Ian grabbed the rag and placed it on the counter as he pulled his husband close. Bryan gasped softly, their lips barely touching.
"What do you want?" Ian whispered.
"We have to be fast and quiet.." Bryan said softly.
"I know." Ian said before closing the space between them. Bryan whimpered, squeezing Ian's arms. Ian picked Bryan up and grabbed his ass roughly. Bryan immediately wrapped his legs around Ian, moaning softly.
"You're so sexy, Bryan."
"Please fuck me.." Bryan whispered. Ian growled as he tossed Bryan to the bed and climbed on top of him. Bryan giggled lightly before wrapping his arms around Ian's neck. Ian thrust down. "I need you."
"Then take me.." Bryan whispered, looking up into his eyes. Ian pulled back and ripped Bryan's shirt open. Bryan gasped harshly arching his back. Ian undressed them quickly before kissing down Bryan's body. Bryan moaned, arching his body as Ian's lips touched him. Ian slicked himself up and ground his hips down.
Bryan gasped harshly. "Fuck..Your cock.."
"You need it?"
"Yes..Love feeling you hard against me.."
Ian moaned deeply as he lined himself up.
"Please, Ian.."
Ian kissed Bryan as he slid into his husband.
"O-Oh god.."
"Talk to me."
Bryan bit his lip. "Please, Ian.. I need more.."
Ian bit Bryan's ear lobe as he started to thrust. Bryan pulled Ian close, moaning softly.
"I fucking love you."
"I love you too.."
Ian thrust faster as he let out a low growl. Bryan grabbed Ian's hair, moaning in his ear. Ian smacked Bryan's ass hard. "Fuck!"
Bryan cried out before biting his lip. "Make me come, Ian..Fuck me so hard I come all over myself.."
Ian wrapped a hand around Bryan's cock as he sped up.
Bryan gasped harshly, clutching to Ian. "A-Ah!"
"I love making you fall apart like this." Ian breathed out. Bryan opened his mouth to say something but Ian struck his prostate and made him cry out. Ian grinned as he focused on that spot. Bryan turned his head, biting the pillow as his whines grew higher. Ian used his free hand to wrap around Bryan's throat, squeezing lightly. Bryan released the pillow, his body trembling. "Oh god, Daddy.. Can I please come?"
"Come, baby." Ian purred.
Bryan looked up at Ian with innocent eyes before gasping harshly, his mouth hanging open as he came. He scratched down Ian's back as his whole body trembled beneath him. Ian let out a long moan as he spilled himself. Bryan tried to even out his breathing as he came down. "God.."
"Fuck, I love you."
"I love you too.."
Ian kissed Bryan softly as he pulled out. Bryan leaned up and kissed Ian deeply. Ian couldn't help but smile as they kissed. When he was younger, he couldn't imagine wanting the same person for this long. But he couldn't get enough of Bryan and he loved it. Bryan grinned as he felt Ian's smile. "What are you thinking?"
"About how wrong I used to be." Ian whispered. "How happy I am to be with just you."
"How wrong you used to be?"
"Before we met." Ian explained. "I didn't think it was possible to just want one person."
Bryan smiled lightly "Well I'm glad you were wrong.."
"Me too. Being with you has made me so happy, Bryan. I didn't think I was capable of having any of this."
Bryan held Ian's face in his hands and smiled. "I love you so much.."
"I love you too, Bryan." Ian said sweetly. "This is all because of you."
"It's because of you too.."
"I just can't thank you enough for coming into my life. I mean, I know you couldn't resist such a badass like myself." Ian chuckled.
"So irresistible.." Bryan giggled.
"You thought so at one point." Ian smiled.
"You still are.." Bryan smiled.
"You could resist if you wanted to."
"I haven't been able to so far.."
Ian chuckled lightly. "That's okay. I couldn't resist you."
"You had some restraint. Especially that night we got drunk on Blaine's rum.."
"You were drunk." Ian said. "But I had to resist that night. I couldn't have your first time be like that. And you might have puked on me with how much liquor you had that night."
Bryan laughed, covering his face and blushing. "Oh god..I was a mess.."
"You were. But you were still sexy."
"Sexy mess?" Bryan giggled.
Ian nodded. "You're always sexy."
Bryan sat up, kissing him softly. "Do you still want your sandwiches?.."
"Do you really have to ask?" Ian laughed.
Bryan smiled, standing and pulling on Ian's boxers.
"You like those?" Ian asked as he got up and grabbed another pair.
"Mhm.." Bryan hummed.
"I could buy you some."
"But they're not yours.". Bryan pouted.
"Alright." Ian said as he pulled his on. Bryan just smiled, turning to kiss Ian. "I'm going to check on Marisol. I'll meet you downstairs." Ian said.
"Okay baby. I'll have your food ready."
Ian nodded before going to his daughter's room. Marisol was still sleeping when Ian came in. He walked over to her crib and smiled. She looked so peaceful. She made a small noise before her eyes fluttered open.
"Hey pretty girl." Ian smiled as he slowly picked her up. She made a short noise, nuzzling against him.
"It's okay sweetie." Ian said as he rubbed her back. She quieted down and relaxed in his arms.
Ian hummed to her as he walked downstairs. "Look who woke up."
Bryan smiled. "Hey gorgeous!"
Ian took one of her hands and made a waving motion to Bryan.
Bryan giggled. "Hungry?"
"Very."
Bryan put the sandwiches on a plate and set them on the table.
Ian bit into one and moaned. "Oh my god."\
Bryan giggled. "Good?"
Ian nodded. "So good."
Bryan put Marisol in her rocker and sighed happily, kissing his cheek.
Ian looked at the clock. "It's almost time to get Spencer."
"It is." Bryan nodded.
"I can't wait to see mom."
"Me either. I'm excited." Bryan smiled.
"She's going to have baby fever so bad." Ian giggled.
"I know it." Bryan giggled.
Ian finished his sandwiches. "Thank you, baby."
Bryan took his plate and kissed his cheek.
"What about you?" Ian said to Marisol. "Are you hungry, baby girl?"
Marisol just looked up at him with wide eyes.
Ian smiled as he reached out and held her little hands.
She squeezed lightly and Bryan smiled. "We have to get dressed, babe."
"I know."
"You're head over heels for her.." Bryan giggled.
"I am. I love her so much."
"Me too.." Bryan said sweetly.
"She's beautiful."
"Because she looks like you.." Bryan smiled.
"And you."
Bryan sighed happily. "I love you.."
"I love you too." Ian grinned.
Bryan kissed Ian's forehead. "I'm going to get dressed."
"I'll be up in a minute."
Bryan nodded, walking upstairs. Ian played with Marisol for a few minutes before picking her up and going upstairs. Bryan was dressed when his husband came up.
"You look good." Ian said softly.
"Thank you..So do you." He winked.
"I'm not even dressed." Ian laughed as he carefully laid Marisol on their bed.
Bryan arranged the pillows so she wouldn't roll and sat next to her. "Exactly.." he smiled.
"I don't think the school would like it if I stayed like this."
"They might.. All the teachers will want a hot Puerto Rican guy.. Especially when they see those tattoos."
"Well the parents won't like it." Ian chuckled. "But I'm you're hot Puerto Rican."
"Damn right." Bryan smiled.
Ian kissed Bryan softly before picking out an outfit.
"How do you think Spencer will react when we tell him?..". Bryan asked quietly.
"I have no idea."
Bryan nodded, chewing on his lip. "I think he'll be okay.."
"I hope so." Ian said.
After Ian got dressed, they drove to the school and waited for Spencer to come out. He walked out with his friends and grinned when he saw the car. Bryan got out and hugged him before helping him into the car seat.
"It's summer!" Spencer said loudly.
"It is! No more school until fall. Then first grade." Ian grinned.
"You're growing up so fast." Bryan sighed.
"I hope Mari grows up fast so I can play with her." Spencer smiled.
"She will." Ian said softly. "Guess what?"
"What?" Spencer asked happily.
"After I get you guys home, I'm going to pick up grandma!"
"Mamá!" Spencer cheered, throwing his hands up.
"Will you be a good boy and help daddy make dinner and take care of Mari while I'm gone?" Ian asked.
Spencer nodded. "I'll be the best helper ever."
"That's my baby boy." Bryan grinned. They made it back to the house and Spencer ran to his room to change.
Ian put Marisol in her rocker and kissed her forehead. "Pretty girl." She reached forward, touching his nose. Ian giggled. "Silly." He pulled back and kissed Bryan. "I'll be back as soon as I can."
"Do you want me to talk to him?.." Bryan asked.
Ian sighed. "No. Let's do it now. I should be here."
Bryan nodded, walking to the couch. "Spence?!" He called.
Spencer came running down the stairs. "Yeah?"
"Come sit down, sweetie." Bryan said, patting the space between them. Spencer nodded as he climbed onto the couch.
"Buddy..We wanted to wait to tell you this, but now seemed like the best time.. You know how we had a lady carry your sister in her tummy?" Ian asked.
Spencer nodded. "Ms. Aria."
"Yeah Ms. Aria.. And you know how we told you that one of us helped her make your sister.." Bryan said softly.
"With the seeds?" Spencer asked.
Bryan nodded. "We just wanted to tell you, we got you in a different way than we got your sister.."
"How did you get me?"
Ian sighed softly. "We adopted you. We called an adoption agency and they found you for us, and we fell in love with you the moment we saw you.."
"Wait.." Spencer said as he scrunched his eyebrows. "You didn't make me?"
Bryan shook his head slowly.
"Who made me?"
"Well..We don't know baby..Your birth mother wasn't able to take care of you so she gave you to the adoption agency and they gave you to us so we could.." Bryan explained.
"I had a mom?" Spencer asked before looking down. "She didn't want me?"
"Spencer, she cared about you. And she isn't your mom. The same way Ms. Aria isn't Mari's mom. But sometimes people can't take care of babies. Maybe because she didn't have enough money, or she could've been sick. But she gave you to us so we could love you and take care of you." Ian said.
"You didn't make me. But you are my daddies?" Spencer asked.
Bryan nodded. "We are raising you and loving you. You're our son and we're your daddies.."
Spencer nodded as he thought about what they were telling him.
"Are you okay, sweetie? What are you thinking?" Bryan asked.
Spencer sighed and looked up. "Yeah."
"What are you thinking, buddy?" Ian asked.
Spencer just shrugged, looking back down. Bryan sighed as he picked Spencer up and put him in his lap. "Sweetie, we love you so much. We didn't make you. But you're our baby boy. You always will be."
"I love you too.." Spencer said softly.
"You're like me." Bryan started to explain. "Grandpa Blaine adopted me. He wasn't my dad until I was a teenager. But even though he didn't make me, I still see Kurt and Blaine as my dads. Just like Ian and I will always be you're daddies."
Spencer looked up at Bryan. "You were adopted too?" He asked, eyes wide.
Bryan nodded. "I was. But you see how much your grandpas love me and you."
Spencer thought on this for a moment and nodded.
"And we are always going to love you no matter what." Ian said.
"I love you too. And I love my grampas.." Spencer said smiling.
"Good." Ian said before kissing the top of his head. "Now I'm going to get Mama."
Bryan leaned over, kissing Ian softly. "Dinner will be ready when you get here."
"Okay baby." Ian said before heading out.
"Wanna help me make dinner?" Bryan smiled.
"Yeah!" Spencer grinned.
They started on dinner and Spencer spent most of the time focused on his baby sister, while Bryan handled the hot pans and knives.
"Why does she kick so much?" Spencer giggled as he held Marisol's hand.
"She's just a wiggle worm." Bryan smiled.
"Wiggle worm." Spencer laughed. "That's funny."
"You were too. But you moved around way more." Bryan said softly.
"Really?"
"Really. But I think you get that from your Daddy Ian." Bryan giggled.
"Was he a wiggler?" Spencer asked.
"You can ask your grandma when she gets here." Bryan smiled.
"Okay!" Spencer said excitedly.
Bryan finished up with dinner just as he heard Ian unlocking the door.
"Mama!" Spencer grinned as he ran to the door.
Mrs. Sanders grinned, kneeling down and hugging Spencer tight. "Look how big you are, my beautiful boy!" She exclaimed before kissing his cheeks.
Spencer blushed as he hugged her. "I missed you!"
"I missed you too." She said, cupping his cheeks in her hands and kissing his forehead.
"We made dinner!"
"You did?" She smiled, walking into the kitchen to see Bryan. "So you hear me come in and you won't even come kiss your mother?" She teased, her hands on her hips.
"Hey mom." Bryan giggled. "Someone had to keep an eye on the baby."
She hugged him and kissed his cheek before gasping. "Where is she?" She smiled.
"Over here." He said as he motioned towards the rocker.
Mrs. Sanders smiled wide before picking her up and cooing over her. " Es tan hermosa, Bryan.. Mira a los ojos.."
(She's so beautiful Bryan..Look at her eyes..)
"I know. They're so blue. It's crazy." Bryan grinned.
"And this hair.." She said sweetly, gently rubbing over her head. "She is a blessing.." She smiled before kissing the top of her head.
"She is." Ian said as he walked in with spencer.
Ian's mother walked over and kissed Ian sweetly. "I'm so proud of you two.."
"Thank you, mama."
Spencer couldn't help but feel a little jealous of all the attention his sister had been getting lately. He sighed, tugging on Ian's shirt. "Can I help make plates?"
"Of course, sweetie." Ian said as he reached for the plates. He handed one to spencer and helped dish out the food.
Everyone sat at the table and Spencer brought everyone a plate.
"Thank you," Bryan said softly.
"You're welcome, Daddy.."
"How is school Spencer?" His grandmother asked.
"I love it!" Spencer said happily.
"Learning lots of Spanish?" She grinned.
"Si!"
She smiled. "Very good!"
"I'm going to teach my sister when she can talk." Spencer said.
Ian smiled. "You'll be a great teacher."
Spencer smiled as he ate his dinner.