I left our bedroom, still trying to get my earring in, stopping short when I saw the scene in our living room.

"Peeta, what are you doing?" I started tossing all our throw pillows back onto the couches, wondering why my husband was standing on the arm of our couch with Sammy perched on his shoulders and Prim in his arms.

"Watch out, Mom! The ground is lava!" He yelled dramatically at me, a twinkle in his eye as our kids giggled uncontrollably. I rolled my eyes, stepping on the couch to placate them.

"Come here, Primmy, Daddy has to put on his nice clothes before Aunt Annie and Uncle Fin get here." I took Prim and Peeta tossed Sammy down onto the nest of pillows, blankets and couch cushions.

"Be right back, kiddo!" He ran off as Sammy climbed up to sit next to me.

"Is Aunt Jo coming to take care of us?" I nod, brushing his sweaty curls back from his eyes.

"Yes, she'll be here any minute. Do you want to help me clean up this mess before we see her?" I asked them both. Prim nodded vigorously and Sammy leapt up, awkwardly trying to get the couch cushions back in place. I smiled at our little twins, Sammy's curly black hair and Prim's straight blonde hair being a perfect mix of Peeta and me. When we'd gotten the room back together, I picked them up and carried them into the kitchen, sitting them on the counter.

"Aunt Jo is going to help you make presents for Daddy's birthday, okay? So make sure you clean everything up after so he doesn't find out." The nod solemnly. Prim tells me,

"Mommy, I want to make him a punkin for his birthday. With a bird on top. He likes the birds singing, doesn't he?" I chuckle.

"Yes he does, Prim. Tell Aunty and she can help you, okay?"

"Okay. What are you going to make him, Sam?" She pokes her brother's arm to prompt him to answer.

"I'm gonna build him a rocket so he can go to the moon with me. I already have my own but he's too big, he wouldn't fit in it." He tells us practically. I have a hard time taking these kids seriously because they're so full of ideas that I can only assume make perfect sense to them. But it just gives me and Peeta something to chuckle about before we sleep.

"That's a good idea, Sammy, I think he'd like that." I say, holding a finger to my lips as I catch Peeta's heavy tread coming out of our room. "Don't tell Daddy, okay?" They both nod and Prim mimics my gesture seriously. The doorbell rings and Sammy climbs onto a stool before jumping to the floor, his bare feet making little smacking noises as he runs to let Jo in. I hear Peeta ask him if he wants to look out the peep hole to check. I look back at Prim,

"You make sure Aunty and Sammy are good, kay Little Duck? You know how they are..." We both giggle conspiratorially and I scoop her up to go greet Jo.

"There's my favorite lil girl!" Jo shouts, holding her arms out to take Prim when she sees us. Prim laughs and practically leaps into her arms.

"Aunty Jo!" Sam is on Peeta's shoulders again, playing with his hair and bouncing up and down.

"We're gonna have a great time, aren't we, just you," she pokes the tip of Prim's nose, "and you," she reaches up to poke Sammy's nose as well, "And me in this biiiiiig house!" Jo's tone should scare me, but she's gotten a lot calmer in the past few years, so I know the house will still be here when we get home. I see the headlights of the Odair's car through the window and grab my purse off the table next to the door.

"Finnick and Annie are here," I tell Peeta, reaching up to take Sammy down to say goodbye. "Take care of your sister, Sammy." I give him a loud kiss on his plump cheek, passing him back to his dad. "And you, make sure these two don't do anything silly." I tell Prim, smiling and kissing her forehead. Peeta does the same and we head out to get in the car.

"What did we do without those little dumplings?" I sigh to Peeta as we follow the Odairs to the restaurant.
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"You're looking great, Annie!" I hug the redhead, being careful not to squish her round belly.

"It's been too long, I can't wait to hang out with the twins tomorrow!" She tells me, never letting go of Finnick's hand. I greet him as Peeta talks to Annie, and we both agree that 6 years is far too long to spend apart. The last time we saw them was at their wedding, and that was about a year and a half after ours. The twins are nearly 4, and Annie is 5 months along with their first. I never thought I would say this, but I'm glad that Johanna lives only 20 minutes away from us. She loves taking care of our kids whenever we need a breather, and she's really balanced out since college.

We were seated a few minutes later, ordering the best of everything since this was sort of a holiday.

"Peet, your birthday is coming up, isn't it? November sometime?" Fin asks through his artichoke dip. Peeta nods.

"Yeah, the 12th. We're taking the kids to Disneyland."

"Disneyland?" Annie smirks.

"Yeah, we say that we're taking the kids there, but the truth is that the kids and I are taking Peeta there." I joke, grinning at him.

"Okay, that makes more sense." Finnick snorts. "That sounds more of a Peeta-like thing to do." We laugh, and Peeta grins, we all know Peeta is a kid at heart.

"In my defense, this was all Katniss's idea, I had no say." He says, offering me a bite of whatever it is he's eating. I, of course, take it, snitching several more bites when he isn't looking because it tastes so good.

"Also," I say, making eye contact with Peeta and smiling, "we told the kids last night, I'm pregnant again." Annie squealed in delight and Finnick congratulated us. "Because twins wasn't enough!" I laugh.

That's it! This is probably the last update for this story, I hope you enjoyed it, and I know it's a pretty short one overall. If I get enough requests, I might do an epilogue, with old/er Katniss and Peeta celebrating their anniversary with adult Sammy and Prim. Yes, Katniss wanted to name her little blondie after her sister, who is still alive (don't worry!) just not in this particular story. I might even do a flashback convo with Prim's reaction to hearing that Katniss is going out with Peeta.