September 19th, 2005
Week 26
Dave watched Randi as she sat at her desk as she talked on the phone. Jean Paul called her with an excited tone in his voice. Randi laughed and giggled as she listened to him. Dave smiled. She was so gorgeous. Her pregnancy weight really made her look good. She was measuring Seven weeks ahead of time. He wasn't complaining. He loved it even if she didn't.
"Thank you so much, Jean Paul." Randi smiled, "I will see you at the meeting." Randi hung up the phone and squealed. She ran up to Dave and hugged him tightly.
"Good news or bad?" he chuckled.
"What do Kathleen Turner, Edie Falco, and The Olsen Twins have in common?" Randi asked. Dave cocked his eyebrow.
"They're all actresses." He said.
"Besides that." Randi chuckled.
"I don't know but I'm assuming it has something to do with Jean Paul?" He asked. Randi grinned from ear to ear and nodded.
"They all were seen in my Los Angeles shop and they all bought stuff." Randi grinned.
"Oh Randi!" Dave hugged her back; "I'm so happy and proud." Randi smiled softly as he hugged her. She just couldn't believe it. Her clothes were taking off in Los Angeles. She wasn't apprehensive anymore.
"Can we eat lunch now, Babe? My hunger can't wait through out all of this excitement." Randi asked. Dave chuckled.
"Sure we can." He said, "The girls are out back. Get them and lunch will be on the table."
"Such a good husband." Randi smacked Dave's rear end. "Such a firm butt." She winked and went out back. "Girls, come on."
"Where we going?" Ireland asked.
"We're having lunch." Randi said taking Lyric hand.
"I'm not hungry." Ireland yelled as she slid down the slide.
"Well, Mommy is. Come inside." Ireland frowned as she got up. She stomped up the stairs and inside. "Thank you."
"Daddy, I'm not hungry." Ireland moaned.
"Well, you need to have something in your stomach." Dave said placing the macaroni on the table. Ireland sighed deeply.
"Tanks, Daddy." Lyric whispered.
"Macaroni?" Randi frowned.
"For you my love, Tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich."
"Ah! I love you!" Randi grinned as she sat down. Dave kissed her.
"OH I know." Dave said as he sat down.
"Daddy, tanks." Lyric whispered with frustration. Dave chuckled.
"You're welcome, Pumpkin." Dave said biting into his sandwich. Lyric smiled proudly. She loved being polite thankfully. "You know girls, your mommy is becoming super famous now."
"I famous too." Ireland smiled as she ate. Randi chuckled.
"Yes. We're all famous. We're all loved and we're all suppose to be eating." Randi said. Ireland sighed and began to eat. Randi smiled at Dave. It really was exciting. She though having Cynthia Nixon wearing her clothes was big, but now four more stars were wearing her clothes. Everything was falling into place.
October 7th, 2005
Week 29
Dave helped Randi out of the car as the girls jumped out. They were going to pick out a couple of pumpkins to carve that night. It would be their first real Halloween. The girls would be trick or treating and the house would once again be decorated from head to toe. This was the Malucci's favourite holiday after all. They couldn't skip on decorations now could they?
"Can I get big 'kin, daddy?" Lyric whispered. Dave nodded.
"You can get which ever pumpkin you want. You can get a itsy bitsy pumpkin or you can get a very large pumpkin." Dave said. Lyric smiled. She was happy to hear that.
"I feel like a pumpkin." Randi groaned. Dave chuckled.
"A yummy and cute pumpkin though. At least you're not orange." Dave winked as he led his family into the pumpkin patch. Randi took out her camera as the girls bolted further into the patch with their pigtails flying behind them.
"I want this one!!!" Ireland cried loudly as she picked up a small pumpkin, "No! I want this one. Oh look Daddy! I want this one!!!"
"Look at all of them first, Landsie." Dave said with a smile.
"You'll need to carry mine." Randi said moving a pumpkin with her foot. Dave nodded. "I'll go into labour if I have to lug around one of these things."
"Of course, Baby." He said.
"DADDY!!!!" Lyric cried as she held a very large pumpkin. "HELP!!!!" Dave ran over to her and grabbed pumpkin.
"Is this the one you want?" He asked kneeling down in front of his daughter. She nodded her head.
"Yeah." She said.
"It has bumps all over it." Dave said, "We should get another one." Lyric shook her head grabbing for the pumpkin.
"No no! I want it!" She cried.
"All right, baby. We'll get this one." Dave stood back up realizing he would need to carry all of their pumpkins unless Ireland or Randi picked a small one. Lyric danced around a pumpkin singing a song. Soon Randi found a pumpkin she liked. It wasn't too big so she was able to carry it. Ireland on the other hand needed help carrying hers.
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Randi laid out newspaper all over the kitchen table. She didn't want them to get pumpkin guts all over the place. Dave cut off all the tops off of them. Lyric started to scream.
"NO DADDY!!!!" She screamed with the look of pure horror upon her little face.
'"What??" Dave asked looking startled. Lyric threw her arms around the pumpkin.
"Don't!!" She sobbed. Her entire body was shaking.
"What??" Dave glanced at Randi.
"I wove him. Dot 'urt him." She held the pumpkin tight. Little tears streamed down her cheeks as she closed her eyes tightly.
"You don't want carve him?" Lyric shook her head.
"I wove him." Lyric said.
"All right." Randi ruffled Lyric's hair; "You don't have to carve him. You can draw on him if you want." Randi wiped the tears off of her daughter's red and puffy cheeks.
"Okay." Lyric nodded.
"Baby." Ireland giggled.
"I not baby." Lyric frowned giving her pumpkin a kiss. Randi gave Ireland a look.
"You're both big girls." Dave said handing Ireland a spoon, "Dig the guts out."
"Guts are gross." She wrinkled her nose.
"But the seeds are tasty when I cook them." Randi said. The three of them began to clean the pumpkins out. Dave helped Ireland with hers. Lyric drew a clown face on her pumpkin. She had named it Taper. They couldn't figure out why, but they didn't dare to question it. They didn't want her to go into hysterics again.
"Okay, be careful." Dave helped his daughter cut an eyehole in the pumpkin.
"I am." Ireland said. Her tongue stuck out with concentration.
"There. Look at mommy's pumpkin." Randi turned her pumpkin around and showed them the funny face she carved.
"Very good." Dave chuckled.
"Momma, can Taper have c'dle?" Lyric asked showing her mother the 'face' she drew on her pumpkin.
"A candle? I guess we can put the candle right next to it okay?" She asked. Lyric nodded and slid off her chair.
"There, Mommy. Look!" Ireland popped the eye out of her pumpkin. Randi chuckled looking at her daughter's ragged pumpkin.
"Very good. Let's go put our pumpkins on the porch and light the candles." Randi said.
"Only daddy can light the match." Ireland wagged her finger as they walked outside onto the porch. Randi and Dave lit the four candles and they stepped back.
"Pretty." Lyric whispered.
"Very pretty." Dave smiled hugging his wife. The four flames flickered in the breeze as the Malucci family watched their masterpieces. Another carving party had ended with wonderful out comes.