DISCLAIMER: Yeah...The whole "I don't own it" thing... That's all of that, cuz I'm gettin' sick of saying it!
MY NOTES: I loves Gerry! I'm glad I didn't forget this fic. I kinda like it...Hope everyone else does, too!
As always, thanks to my reviewers. You guys ROCK!
-Emma's Big News-
I can't believe this! Emma just told me that...Oh, good grief! I can't even believe it, much less put it here. Emma just told me that... That we're having a baby. She's pregnant!
She'd resting now, and I wish I could just watch her for hours. We're both so happy. We're having a baby!
I don't know, though. I just don't know if I'm ready to be a father. I mean, I'm only 20, and Emma's 19. I just...I don't... Being married is one thing, but having a baby is totally different. I...Am I too young, or too...I don't know. What if it's a boy. I won't be able to play sports with him, or teach him football. He'll just have a cripple for his dad...Dang it! I swore to Coach Yoast that I'd quit callin' myself that!
I got home from work today, and Emma had this huge supper ready. All my favorites. She even made German chocolate cake from scratch. Then, after we ate, she sat down on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. Then she kissed me and said, "Gerr, we're...We're havin' a baby."
For once, it might have been a good thing that my legs don't work. I don't think I would've been able to stay in that chair. I would've been jumping around like an idiot, whoopin' and hollerin', and otherwise makin' a fool outta myself.
But anyway...We're havin' a baby. Me and Emma. I can't even comprehend it.
Man, Emma's beautiful. I love her so much. She's everything. And now, we're havin' a baby. How many times have I said that already?
I guess I'm gonna sit here and watch her sleep. Just look at her. And keep thinkin', "We're havin' a baby."
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A/N: DANG that was short! Too short!
MY NOTES: I loves Gerry! I'm glad I didn't forget this fic. I kinda like it...Hope everyone else does, too!
As always, thanks to my reviewers. You guys ROCK!
-Emma's Big News-
I can't believe this! Emma just told me that...Oh, good grief! I can't even believe it, much less put it here. Emma just told me that... That we're having a baby. She's pregnant!
She'd resting now, and I wish I could just watch her for hours. We're both so happy. We're having a baby!
I don't know, though. I just don't know if I'm ready to be a father. I mean, I'm only 20, and Emma's 19. I just...I don't... Being married is one thing, but having a baby is totally different. I...Am I too young, or too...I don't know. What if it's a boy. I won't be able to play sports with him, or teach him football. He'll just have a cripple for his dad...Dang it! I swore to Coach Yoast that I'd quit callin' myself that!
I got home from work today, and Emma had this huge supper ready. All my favorites. She even made German chocolate cake from scratch. Then, after we ate, she sat down on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. Then she kissed me and said, "Gerr, we're...We're havin' a baby."
For once, it might have been a good thing that my legs don't work. I don't think I would've been able to stay in that chair. I would've been jumping around like an idiot, whoopin' and hollerin', and otherwise makin' a fool outta myself.
But anyway...We're havin' a baby. Me and Emma. I can't even comprehend it.
Man, Emma's beautiful. I love her so much. She's everything. And now, we're havin' a baby. How many times have I said that already?
I guess I'm gonna sit here and watch her sleep. Just look at her. And keep thinkin', "We're havin' a baby."
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A/N: DANG that was short! Too short!