Andy was sitting on the couch in mid-September both watching TV and breast-feeding Krissy. Adam was out working until about eight tonight, so she had called in reinforcements. There was a knock on the door.

"You have a key, just come in!"

"Hello to you too…Andy?"

"Hey Danni. Have you ever noticed that in these commercials they always try to bribe you into buying their product? Like 'WE'LL DOUBLE YOUR SIZES' I mean, who needs that much hemorrhoid cream, honestly!"

"Andy?"

"I mean, it's just silly. They're actually charging you more for their stuff, you just can't tell because they let you pay in installments."

"ANDY?"

"Yes?"

"Why is Heather sleeping in an upside-down tom drum instead of her crib?"

"She was awake when I put her in there! And Krissy was crying so I decided to feed her, and…and…"

"Shut up now. I'll go put Heather in her crib"

"No! Don't MOVE her. If she were asleep in her crib, would you wake her up to go sleep somewhere else? It just so happens that she LIKES her tom-crib. And I put a blanket in it!"

"All right, fine. But when she wakes up, can I hold her?"

"You can burp this one while I go get us some food. Microwave mozzarella sticks good for you?"

"Yeah" Andy adjusted her clothing and handed off Krissy to Danni with a cloth diaper. As she was punching in the time for the cheese sticks, she heard a disgusted noise from Danni's direction.

"Yeah, Krissy's a spitter. That's what the cloth diaper was for. Go ahead up to my room and change your shirt…umm….just put her in that hammock-looking thing hanging off the set."

"You mean the chopped down cymbal bag?"

"Yeah, that." Danni just shook her head and put a wide-eyed Krissy into the highly padded bag, and went to Andy's room and pulled out one of her old drum line shirts. She came back into the kitchen to see a plate of steaming cheese sticks on the table, and Andy holding Krissy. Andy turned and looked at Danni.

"Can you go get Heather? She's awake." Danni went over to the tom and picked up the squirming baby.

"Hey, Andy? There's something I've been wondering. Heather and Krissy are Chris's kids genetically, right?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, Heather has these big, gorgeous blue eyes. How can that be, since you and Chris both have brown eyes?"

"Oh gosh, don't you remember freshman year in bio? The dominant, the recessive, the heterozygous, the Punnet squares?"

"NOOOOOO! NOT THE PUNNET SQUARES!"

Both women started laughing as they each tried to grab the same cheese stick, which made them laugh even more. Danni looked breathlessly down at the baby in her arms, who was sleeping again.

"I'll go put her in her crib. Want me to take Krissy also?"

"Sure"

When Danni got back and sat down, she turned to Andy with a serious face.

"I have to pee."

Both women burst out laughing again.

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Adam walked in the door to the sound of hysterical laughter. As he peeked around the doorway, he saw Danni rolling around on the floor, and Andy perched on the back of the couch with a yarn mallet in her hand.

"I TOLD you!"

Adam didn't even ask.