September 5, 1922
With John-Boy's 6th birthday in August, September brought a new experience for him, going to school.
Olivia cried his first morning of school as John drove him to the little country school, about two miles from their house.
September 25, 1922
"You're pregnant, Olivia." Were Dr. Vance's words to Olivia during her appointment.
"Oh my goodness, again?! Wow. I'm happy but kinda scared at the same time. Erin's just a baby. When will this baby be born?"
"Well we'll get a more accurate estimated due date as your pregnancy goes on, but at this point, I'd say you can expect this little lad or little lady the in late March or early April."
"Wow." Olivia said. "Erin won't even be a year old yet."
"I know it may be hard at first Olivia, but give these two a couple years and they'll be best friends. Erin will be a great big sister to her little brother or little sister. They'll do everything together. You'll just love watching them together."
Olivia smiled. "Thank you Doctor. I'll go tell John. I'm sure he'll be as surprised as he was. Don't get me wrong, I was really hoping to have another baby. I just didn't think we'd have one this soon after Erin's birth."
"Congratulations Olivia."
"Thank you." She smiled.
That night, John and Olivia were tucking the children in. Olivia hadn't told John yet; she decided to tell him at the same time she told the children.
Olivia went to her and John's room and put Erin in the crib. Then she tucked John-Boy and Jason into their bed and Mary Ellen into hers.
"Everyone, I have something to tell y'all. Erin's not gonna be the youngest Walton child for long because I'm gonna have a baby next spring!"
Everyone was excited.
Esther and Zeb were in their bedroom and heard the cheers.
Esther smiled. "Olivia must have told them."
"A fifth grandchild." Zeb smiled.
March 27, 1923
It was a cold, windy day in early spring. Olivia had been in labor since 11:15 the night before. At 7:15 a.m. on March 27, 1923, Benjamin Charles Walton was born.