As long as anyone could remember and possibly even longer than that, Easter services at the Avonlea Presbyterian Church had been a solemn occasion. Though everyone was always expected to dress nice for church, an added touch was always added on Easter just to set that day apart from the others.

Di made sure that the boys' hair was perfectly combed and their little bowties straight. Hope and Cecilia wore lovely little dresses of lavender. Tenny wore a new suit and tie that matched his father's. As they stood together on the Green Gables porch with the morning sun radiating about them, they looked like mirror images of each other, and Anne made Gilbert take a photograph.

Jerry chose the Gospel of John's account of the Passion Week as the text for his sermon. He spoke with such knowledge, such strength, that not an adult soul left the church without a clear understanding of what it was like to be the Beloved Disciple.

A feast prepared by the two Diana Wrights along with Delia Andrews and Cecily Wright was waiting at Orchard Slope. Everyone enjoyed the meal, and then stepped outside in order to search for eggs hidden by the Easter Bunny. Ned Wright, who was almost thirteen, didn't play along with the other children, but he didn't say no when he was offered candy.

Hope spent a great part of the afternoon with her Aunt Di being a big help with Teddy and Barry. She thought that the precocious toddlers were a marvel, and wondered what it would be like to have a younger brother or sister.

Tenny fell on a rock, trying to get hold of an egg that was strangely placed on the high beam of a fence. Nan soothed his tears and started to stand up, when suddenly her eyes grew very large and round. She walked over to where Jerry was talking with Jack and Walter very feebly and slowly.

"Jerry dear, I'm feeling rather tired. I think that it would be good to return to the manse so that I can rest, and it might be fine if Cecilia plays with her cousins a while longer as well. You may want to call Dr. Watts too."

Maybe it was the shaky way her voice faltered, or maybe more so the mention of the Avonlea doctor, but Jerry's ability to speak left him for the first time in almost seven years. He started tripping over himself, trying to get to Nan. Somehow, they made their way to their car. They returned home without him killing the both of them, probably because Shirley drove.

During that short commotion, no one noticed Di quietly experiencing pains herself until Hope said something. "Aunt Di, are you feeling ill? Do you need Grandfather to take care of you? He always takes such good care of me when I don't feel well, and you don't look very well at all."

Everyone turned to witness this conversation, and it was evident that Diana was experiencing a great deal of pain. Jack and Gilbert rushed to her side, and she was soon whisked into the house.

Fred Wright picked one of his twin grandsons up and commented to Anne who was picking up his brother, "Goodness Anne, can't we have a holiday without one or more of your daughters having a baby?"

"I'm beginning to wonder."

Diana walked up to Anne and took their grandson from Anne. "Anne, go to Nan. You promised her that you would be with her when the time came, and that you would keep Jerry from completely losing his mind. I'll stay here with Di. As long as no one else decides to have a baby today," she glanced in the direction on Rebecca, "I think we'll have everything under control."

Anne shook her head in disbelief. "I can't believe this is happening. It's a good thing, just rather unbelievable."

Her dear, bosom friend hugged her tight. "Nothing is unbelievable with your family, Anne."

"Our family, Diana. At least one of these babies is your grandchild too."

Diana finished the sentiment with, "And I feel that the other is too. We're having babies again!" she squealed like the schoolgirl she was when she had lived at Orchard Slope.

Walter stepped to where his mother and Mrs. Wright were, and asked, "Would you like for me to drive you to the manse, Mother?"

Anne looked at Walter like he was crazy. "Oh Walter, I was running from this house and Green Gables to the manse long before you were ever born. I think that I'll do the same today." Then she picked up her skirt and began sprinting in the direction of the Avonlea manse, leaving everyone remaining in the Orchard Slope Garden laughing, though not at all shocked.

Cordelia Andrews took Barry from her mother. "Aunt Anne never did grow up, did she?"

Walter watched his mother's form fade into the distance. "No, she really hasn't completely grown up, and we've loved her all the more for it."

As the Monday dawn broke through the morning mists, two new little souls awoke to meet their first morning in Avonlea. At the manse, a wee lady with brownish blonde down and sky blue eyes awoke before her father, who had somehow managed to knock himself unconscious while awaiting her arrival. When he finally woke up, with the aid of smelling salts, he and Nan named their newest little girl, Elizabeth Anne.

Over at Orchard slope, a porcelain doll with raven curls, black eyes, and already rosy red cheeks was given the name of Laura Diane Wright. Her Grandfather Wright automatically thought she was the prettiest thing he had ever laid eyes upon since meeting his wife, and staunchly refused to give her back to her parents.

Hope and Tenny had become accustomed to babies coming into the family since their advent, and though they thought them sweet and loveable, they were more interested in playing with Ned, Spenser, and Emily Wright and their cousin Felicity Andrews. All of those children were over the ripe age of ten; therefore, they held a certain respect in the eyes of the twins.

Cecilia Meredith however, loved the two new ladies with all of her heart, especially Elizabeth Anne. As she held the tiny girl and rocked her in Marilla Cuthbert's old rocker, Elizabeth took her sister's finger and held on tightly. Little did she realize that at that moment, as they locked eyes, a bond was formed, and Cecilia Rose Meredith lost her heart to her baby sister.

Nan Meredith looked to her two girls, her heart flooding joy, love, and gratefulness, spilling out as tears upon her cheeks that Jerry gently kissed away. Anne Blythe stood in the doorway with Gilbert's arms wrapped around her waist and looked at the blessed picture before her. Babies were born every day. Some were wanted, loved, and cherished. Others weren't wanted, neglected, and hated. In this family though, they were considered gifts sent from Heaven, all of them from the tiniest ones to those who were grown with their own.

Thank you for the name ideas, I'm sorry I haven't waited very long to go ahead.

I'm not offended by the critisicms, just explaining myself a bit. I apologize if I don't update often enough. I do the best that I can. I do hope to get as much as possible written in the next four days as I am starting a new job Monday, and my spare time will greatly be reduced. Rachellynne, I hadn't really considered Nan and Di having their babies the same day until you mentioned it. At first I was a little wary becuase I didn't want it to be too much like Ruby Gillis's two Anne Shirleys. However twins are a very peculiar bunch, I should know, on my dad's side, I have two sets of twin cousins and another cousin is expecting twins.

Please keep reading, reviewing, and giving me ideas. The longer the reviews the better, they give me immeasurable joy.