It has been a month since Debra was in the emergency room. It is an early Saturday morning and Ray is attempting to put one of the twins old cribs together in the garage without much luck.
'Freakin' piece of ' He thinks to himself as the sides collapse one more time.
"Ray?" He hears Debra calling for him.
'Damn I wanted this to be a surprise.' He says to himself
"Wanted what to be a surprise?"
Ray turns around startled to see Debra standing in the doorway trying not to laugh, "Uh, Uh, nothing." he says feigning innocence.
Debra smiles at how adorable her husband could be sometimes. She is wearing a pink knit top and khaki cargo pants both two sizes too big to accomodate but proudly show off her belly growing rounder by the day, "Are you trying to put this crib together? We still have about 4 months you know."
Ray looks at his wife smiling at her with the same feeling of pride at her pregnant belly. 'She is so beautiful' he thought, "Well, the way things are going I'll need 4 months to get it done." he says finally putting down the tools and walking over to her to kiss good morning.
"Well, just do me one favor?" She asks, "Please don't let your father put any of the furniture together."
"Okay, I'll do you that favor if you do me one?" he says teasingly
"What?" she asks not sure what he would say.
"Well . . . . that you let me do this!" He tickles her belly and she laughs hysterically as she runs back into the kitchen with him follwing her ready to tickle her again.
She grabs the sprayer from the sink, turns around ready to douse Ray with water, "Alright buster, you just try it."
"Oh Mrs. Barone, you know you love the belly tickle monster. You must not fight it. You must not fight it" He says moving toward her like frankenstein and Debra blast him with water.
"Oh you should not have done that, that means you a get double wet tickle." she puts the sprayer down and he comes over to her shaking water on her and tickling her one more time
Debra laughs, "Oh Ray!" she playfully scolds, "Sit down, I'll get you some coffee."
He grabs a cup from the cupboard while the coffee finishes brewing. Debra walks over to him and pours him a cup. He looks at her standing next to him and instinctively puts his hand on her belly carressing it then leaning over and planting a kiss on it. One of her favorite things for him to do.
"How are my girls this morning?" he asks
She puts her hand over his on her belly, "We're fine. She's been a little soccer player this morning."
Ray smiles as Debra returns the coffee pot and sits down with her milk. Debra smiles back as they enjoy a relaxing morning. The kids and his parents would interrupt the solitude soon enough.