I am going to choose option B., guys! T hanks for responding, 7thheavenrules and Carrie Underwood Fan!

Chapter 7: Baseballs and Braids

Ruthie laid little Jessiyca in her crib and ran her fingers through the baby' soft brown curls. Jessiyca's soft breathing was steady as she slept. Ruthie kissed her on the top of her head.

Ruthie felt a small hand tug on the sleeve of her shirt. She looked down to find Alessiah standing there holding her teddy bear. Chrystian and Hannah were behind her.

"Shh," Ruthie whispered. She followed them to the living room.

"Mommy, we're hungry," Alessiah said. "Is it time for lunch yet?"

"It will be when Jess wakes up from her nap."

"When will that be?" Chrystian asked.

"In about two hours. Do you want a snack?" Ruthie replied.

"Yeah!" they all chorused.

Ruthie reached into the fridge and took out the rest of the fruit bowl from last night's dinner. It contained cut up apples, banana slices, orange slices, strawberry halves, green and purple grapes, and blueberries. She filled up three small bowls and handed one to each of her children.

"Mommy, I don't like apples!" Alessiah protested.

"Do you want McDonald's for lunch when Jess wakes up?" Ruthie asked her.

Alessiah nodded.

"Then eat the apples if you want your chicken nuggets and fries instead of a salad."

"Okay," Alessiah said. She followed Hannah and Chrystian to the living room. They sat down in front of the television and watched their favorite movie, Curious George.

Ruthie picked up Hannah and Alessiah's Bratz dolls that they had left in a neat pile next to the coffee table. She put them in their toy box.

"Girls," Ruthie said. They both looked at her. "We need to keep our toys picked up so Scouter doesn't play with them," she said as their new teacup yorkie jumped up on her lap.

"Okay," the girls replied.

When the movie was over, Ruthie brushed the girls' long, straight brownish- blond hair and braided it, a French braid on each side of their heads. It took Ruthie ten minutes for each of the four braids, so overall it was about 40 minutes.

After a few minutes, Martin came in the front door holding a baseball. Ruthie looked up at him and her face lit up when she saw him smile.

"What?" she asked him.

"Oh, nothing," he replied, his smile growing bigger.

"What?" she prompted.

"On the way home from practice, Jenson called. Abigael had the baby."

"She did?" Ruthie exclaimed, getting excited about the news that her best friend was a mother now. They had gotten to know Jenson Bryers and his wife because Jenson also played for the Texas Rangers.

"Yep, it's a little girl. They named her Thailynn Nychaiela."

"How sweet! I'll bet you anything she's beautiful, just like her mother."

"Oh, like ours?"

Ruthie blushed as she looked down at her two daughters and their son.

"Chrystian looks like you," she argued.

"I know he does. We're the dynamic duo," Martin said, picking up his son, who laughed. Ruthie laughed, too.

Jessiyca began to cry. Ruthie went in and picked her up. Jessiyca's big brown eyes represented her mother's, but she had her Uncle Simon's hair color, sandy-blond mixed with a brownish color. The only difference was that Jessiyca's was curly. Ruthie held her close and asked her if she was hungry. The one-year-old nodded. "Yes!" she said.

Ruthie got her dressed and went back out to the living room. "Daddy!" Jessiyca called when she saw Martin. He took her and they went to McDonald's. After the kids were done eating, Ruthie let them go play in the playscape. As Ruthie finished her Chicken Selects, Jessiyca threw fries from her Happy Meal at her father and giggled with delight each time one hit him in the head.

Soon it was time to go. They had an 8:45 flight into Los Angeles that very evening...

There's yet another one of my crazy chapters. I hope you liked it! Thanks for reading my story! Please review!