June 14th, 2004

Week 32

Denise wanted to give birth. The summer heat was starting to make her very uncomfortable. She enjoyed her pregnancy with Marisa. It was in the Winter.

"Twinkle. Winkle little star. How I wonda whatcha are." Marisa said dancing around the living room. Denise chuckled snapping a picture off. "Upa above the world so high. Like a diamond in the sky. Twinkle. Winkle little star. How I wonda watcha are."

"You're such a ham." Denise chuckled. Marisa frowned deeply.

"I'm not meat!" She cried. Denise burst out laughing.

"A ham means you like being in front of the camera." Denise explained to her daughter.

"I'm a ham then." Marisa giggled running off.

"Crazy crazy girl." Denise said following her. Her favourite subject to photograph was of course her daughter.

"Take a picture." Marisa said putting on one of Kenny's hats.

"What if I don't want to?" Denise said. Marisa's face turned very sad. "Okay okay." Denise lifted up the camera and began to take the pictures.

"I wanna do one wif you." Marisa said.

"All right. hold on." Denise walked into her bedroom and set the camera on her dresser. She didn't feel like getting her tripod. "Okay, come sit." She said hitting the button. Marisa jumped onto the bed. This would be some good pregnancy photos that she hadn't had time to do until now.

"Love it." Marisa said hugging Denise. The flash went off.

"Okay. Kiss Mommy's belly." She said. Marisa smiled and kissed it as the flash went off again.

"That's funny." She giggled.

"I know." Denise stood up and lifted her shirt up as the flash went off again. These would be great.


Kenny walked into the house. It was nice a quiet. he loved bedtime. He walked into the kitchen and saw a note.

Risa is asleep and I'm in the dark room. There's food in the oven for you.

D

Kenny smiled walking outside. The red light was still on so he rang the bell. After a few seconds, the light shut off. Kenny opened the door.

"Working when your supposed to be in bed?" He asked. Denise chuckled looking at him.

"No, I was doing pregnancy photos." She held up a couple, "What do you think?" Kenny looked them over.

"I think Marisa is a very cute girl and you make pregnancy look hot." He said.

"Thanks." She said hanging up another one, "I know I'm supposed to relax, but come on, I need to photograph stuff."

"Photograph the ceiling of our bedroom." Kenny said taking her hand. Denise sighed.

"I'm getting cabin fever." She said.

"I know, but it'll all be over soon enough." Kenny kissed her nose. Soon, their next child would be here and Denise could get back into the swing of things. She was a workaholic and Kenny knew she'd have a blast going back to work.

June 28th, 2004

Week 34

Marisa ran into Kenny's arms when he got out of the pool. She couldn't wait any longer. She had to get in to play and she knew she wasn't allowed into the pool without her parents.

"Swim!!" She squealed.

"Swim?" Kenny asked. Marisa nodded.

"Swim! Now!" She yelled.
"What's swim?" Kenny asked. Denise and Amanda laughed gently.

"He's evil." Amanda said bouncing Whitney on her knee.

"I know." Denise said, "Kenneth, take her into the pool."

"Please." Marisa whimpered.

"Okay." Kenny smiled picking her up. He stepped into the pool. Marisa began to splash in the water, "You like?"

"Oh yeah!" She laughed wildly. Denise smiled gently.
"He's really good with her." Amanda said.
"Pres is good with Whitney." Denise pointed out.

"Oh I know he is." She said. "I'm very proud to say we have a wonderful marriage and we're making this work."

"Good." Denise said standing up. "Come for a dip." She went over to the pool side and looked in. "how is the water?"

"Good." Marisa giggled splashing it towards her. Denise looked at her as she slid into the water.

"Don't splash a beached whale." Denise said.

"How can you be beached when you're in the water?" Kenny asked.

"Don't tease a pregnant woman." Amanda said getting into the water with Whitney. The baby's eyes grew wide. "now don't start crying."

"Cry baby." Marisa said.
"She is a baby." Kenny said.

"I no cry." Marisa beamed with pride, "I big girl."

"Very big." Kenny said kissing her cheek, looking at Whitney. Soon, he'd have another child. He could already guess Marisa was going to be a bigger show off then because of the new baby. She got jealous when Whitney came over.

"I go in potty too." Marisa told Amanda.

"I know, Sweet girl." Amanda chuckled, "Your mommy told me." Marisa frowned at Denise.

"I told her. Yes." She chuckled. "Mommy's friends know everything about you." Marisa continued to frown as Preston ran out of the house.

"CANNON BALL!!!" He yelled jumping into the water. Amanda let out a yelp and covered Whitney's head. Marisa laughed loudly.

"PRES!!" She squealed, "Again!!" Preston popped up from the water.

"if I do it again, all the water will fly out of the pool and you couldn't swim until It rained." he winked swimming towards Whitney, "Did daddy scare you?" Amanda shook her head.

"She's not used to the water." She said. Preston took her from Amanda's arms.

"It's nothing to be frightened about. The water is awesome." Preston laid on his back and floated with Whitney in his arms. A small smile came across her face. "See? I told you that you would like it."

"I think it's time for me to get out." Denise hauled her body out of the water with a groan. "mommy needs to lay down." Kenny climbed out of the pool.

"Watch Risa for a few minutes for me?" Kenny asked.

"Of course." Amanda smiled taking Marisa in her arms. Kenny followed Denise into the house.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"I think the heat is getting to me, Ken. Too much excitement." Denise said as she wrapped a towel around her.

"Okay. Let's go lay down. We don't need your blood pressure rising anymore." Kenny led her into the living room.

"I hate being a party pooper." She said.

"you're not." Kenny kissed her forehead as he put a pillow beneath her feet. "We don't want you to go into labour just yet."

"me either." Denise closed her eyes. Kenny pushed her wet red hair away from her face. She was so tired. He knew this was getting hard on her. She was miserable the last trimester with Marisa. He could only imagine how badly she wanted this pregnancy to be over with.


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