Hola peeps! Again, I am sorry it has been so long, but I had finals so have mercy on me! Anyways, I am back now, so that makes up for everything… Sort of. Oh well. Ummm, Collin will do the disclaimer today
Collin: (Gurgles)
Me: Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
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I awoke to the sound of Connor crying, and realized that I was snuggling with a pillow, not Carter. I turned over to see if he could get Connor, but he wasn't in bed. I sighed; he was probably in the bathroom. I kicked the covers off and trudged down the hall into Connor's nursery half awake.
"Oh Connor. Couldn't this have waited five more minutes?" I said, staring at the clock, which read 6: 25. "I guess I can't complain though," I continued, picking him up out of his crib and cradling him in my chest. "You are a pretty perfect baby." As if in response, Connor smiled. I laughed and held him upright in front of me and then brought him close so that our noses touched. He reached out his tiny had and placed it on my cheek. I kissed him on his adorable 2-month-old forehead.
"Do you have a stinky?" I asked him, like he could respond. I checked his diaper, but it was clean. "Maybe you want your binky. Where did I put that thing? Maybe it's still in the kitchen? Should we go and check Connor?"
"Mmmmmm bm bm." He gurgled. I laughed.
"Alright, come on baby." I planted a series of kisses on his cheek. Together we walked downstairs and into the kitchen, where I quickly found his binky, washed it, and placed it into his mouth. I could tell Connor was struggling to keep his eyes open.
"You're a tired baby, aren't you?"
"Very tired." Carter said.
I screamed and almost jumped fifty feet in the air until I remembered I was holding Connor.
"Carter? Where are you?"
"On the couch."
"Why?"
"Well, I was typing the rest of the assignments for tomorrow's class, but I dozed off about halfway through."
"You scared the Sekmet out of me."
"No cursing in front of the baby!" He scolded playfully, coming over to us and taking Connor from me. I wrapped my arms around them both and sighed.
"Who would have thought a year ago that we would be standing in our very own house in LA with a baby boy all to ourselves?"
"I could have guessed." Carter replied.
"Yeah right." I looked up at him.
"I always imagined us having kids together."
"Really?"
"Yeah, didn't you?"
"Yeah, but I guess I didn't expect it to happen so quickly." I said, kissing Connor again.
"True, but aren't you glad it did?" Carter said.
"Of course! I wouldn't trade Connor for anything!" I told him, grabbing Connor back from Carter.
Carter stuck his head in the fridge, looking for breakfast. He came back out with one hand behind his back.
"Or should I say… orange you glad?" He said, pulling an orange from behind his back.
"Carter, Carter, Carter." I scolded him, going to the fridge to pull out an ear of corn. "You are too corny for your own good." He laughed and pulled me into a kiss, which was a bit difficult considering I was still holding Connor. We broke apart and I fixed Connor so he wasn't squished anymore. I walked over to the couch where Carter was sitting now and placed Connor on his play mat on the floor and put on some Mozart for him. I sat next to Carter and he placed his arm around me.
"We did good." Carter said.
"We are doing great." I corrected. "Carter pulled me closer and I laid down on his lap, feet propped on the edge of the couch, still staring at Connor, who was now playing with his toes.
"Agreed." Carter whispered.
We spent the rest of the day admiring our excellent work… And keeping Connor from devouring his toes.
Sorry it was short. I was trying to establish the bond between family members and all that. Hope you liked it anyways. Review please! Love you all! Love, Peace, and a penguin's niece. –magicalunicorn000