I own nothing.
Sam sat in their room as Danny had his turn taking care of the twins.
"Sam! Come here!"
"What? What's wrong?" she said running into the twins room.
"Marie, say it again."
"Dada!"
"She's talking? She's talking! Danny float downstairs and-"
"Way ahead of you," he said holding Marie's baby book. "First word check. Looks like I won."
Oh right, I forgot to explain that. Well, as every parents does. Sam and Danny had been trying to get their children to say Mama and Dada. They even put a small wager on it. Sam would get a foot rub. Danny's prize was a little larger, but it was the only one he wanted. He wanted to name their next boy Danny Junior. D.J. It was Tucker's idea. He started thinking about what his sister was going to name their newest addition.
"Mama," called a tiny voice.
"We did bet for each child."
"I'll get the baby book and lotion. Kyle, you are a traitor."