Make Sense

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KRISTEN

"Hi!" I squealed as I embraced my mom and dad in a hug. I giggled, and let them go.

"How ya' been baby?" My mom asked.

"Absolutely Ama--" I was interrupted by Lily running in screaming "Nana! Papa!" and Liam and Adam running in after her. I quickly stepped foot in front of them.

"Whoa. Slow down there!" I said. Rob came in, looking exhausted. I presumed that he was probably trying to get them all to do something.

My mom picked up Lily, as my dad greeted the boys.

I walked over to my husband, and whispered; "Sorry."

He smiled, and led me back towards the front door. My dad greeted Rob, and my mom hugged him.

"Well, I see you've got your hands full, that's for sure." my dad laughed.

Rob chuckled, and nodded his head in agreement.

"Yea, we do." I smiled down at my daughter, and knelt down to her. "Baby, why don't you go and show grandpa your drawings?" I told her.

"Okay mommy." I smiled, and Rob laughed from behind me.

They went up the stairs, and the boys went into the living room to go and play with their firetruck that we had just got them for Christmas.

"Mom, I---uh…we wanted to talk to you about something." I said, walking near to the small couch next to the door. Rob followed behind my confused mom.

I sat next to Rob, and my mom, and Rob held my hand in his.

"Uhm…we uh…we wanted to know if you were able to…um…" I stuttered.

"We wanted to know if you could possibly make it possible for us to start a reality show." Rob finished for me.

My mom's confused expression quickly turned into a smile as she nodded her head furiously.

"Of course I can!" She said excitedly.

"Really? You can?" I asked hopefully.

"Yea, of course. Do you want to start soon?" She asked.

"Well, yea, we kind of wanted to know if it was possible to start within the next month or so." I said.

She nodded her head. "Yea, definitely. Oh! I'm so happy for you. I think a reality show will do you good." She smiled.

"Yea, me too---"

"MOMMY!" I heard Liam scream.

Rob groaned, and I watched as Liam came running into the room. I tried to hide my smile. Liam hopped up onto the couch next to me.

"What's wrong, honey?" I asked, smoothing his bronze hair back.

Adam came walking in a few minutes later with two halves of a firetruck in hand.

"Adam boke the fia twuck." He said, pointing to Adam.

Rob got up off the couch, and walked over to Adam. "I'm sorry daddy, I didn't mean to do it." Adam pleaded.

"I'm not mad, monkey." He said, smiling "We can fix it, see?" Rob said as he snapped the firetruck back together.

It was one of those baby cars that just snapped apart, and back together, making it less likely to get broken.

Adam starred at Rob with wide eyes. "Daddy! You fixted the fire twuck!" He said, giddy.

Rob chuckled, and ruffled Adam's hair. "Yes I did, buddy." He said.

"Can you fix eveyting daddy?" He asked innocently.

"No bud, not everything." He smiled down at our son. Liam hopped off the couch, and went up to Rob and Adam.

"Wow daddy, yous so strong." Liam said excitedly.

Rob chuckled. "Thank you little man." He said.

Liam turned to Adam. "I's sowwy Adam." He said, before hugging his brother.

I cooed at them, as Rob looked at me, and smiled, as wide as the ocean. My mom awed at them, and to Liam and Adam, they had no idea why we were aweing over them.

"It otay Liam." Adam said, smiling.

"Come on Adam, lets pway." Liam said, taking Adam's hand, and running into the living room.

"No running!" I yelled after them.

Rob got up from the floor, and started laughing. "They're such characters." He said, smiling.

I giggled, and looked up at him. "Aren't they? I can't believe they're already three." I said in awe.

"It seems like yesterday." My mom said. "My grandbabies are all growing up so fast."

"Lily is just…ughh…she's so adorable with the boys. You should see them play house." I said, smiling.

Rob chuckled, and nodded.

My mom laughed, and I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. My daughter came down the stairs first, and my father behind her.

Lily came up to us, and looked at me. "Mommy, my tummy is making scary noises. It sounds like a doggy." She said, with wide eyes.

Rob burst out into laughter, along with the rest of us.

"Come here, ladybug." He said, picking her up, and setting her on his lap.

Rob put his ear to her small tummy. "Mhmm, ooh." He said.

"Daddy?" She said, sounding scared.

"Well, Lily, the tummy monster came to visit." He said, looking completely serious. I had to cover my mouth to try not to laugh.

"The tummy monster?" Lily asked worriedly. "Daddy, make him go away!" She said.

Rob chuckled. "I don't think he wants to leave Lils." He said, with a shrug.

"No daddy! Make him go away!" She said, on the verge of tears.

"It's alright, Lily…I know just how to make him go away." He said, brushing her hair behind her ear.

"You do!?" She said excitedly.

"I sure do." He said, before getting up and bringing her into the kitchen. On their way there, I could hear her mumbling; 'Why does he like my tummy, daddy?' and something about 'big ears' I could only imagine the things my husband was telling our daughter.

ROB

I set ladybug down on the counter next to me, as I opened the refrigerator. I pulled out bread, and the jelly. I opened the cupboard next to me, and took out the peanut butter.

"Peanut butter and jelly makes the tummy monster go away?" Lily asked, her small eyebrows forced together.

"Yes it does, buggie. Any kind of food makes the tummy monster go away." I said with a smile.

"Good." Lily said, watching me as I spread the peanut butter on the bread. Sometimes, she reminded me of Lizzy with how gullible she was. She would probably walk into her first day of school, and hear a small child next to her have a growling stomach, and tell the child that there was a monster on her tummy. I chuckled at that thought.

I put the other piece of bread on the sandwich, and cut into small triangles, and picked Lily up off of the counter. I set the plate on the table, and put Lily in the chair. I sat next to her, and watched my beautiful daughter.

She was so much like Kristen that it scared me. Her eyes, her nose, her mouth, my hair was probably the only Pattinson trait she inherited.

Lily ate her sandwich, and smiled at me. "The tummy monster is gone, daddy!" She said happily.

"I told you, bug." I smiled.

I put the plate in the sink, and picked her back up.

I walked back into the room with Lily in my arms, and sat down in the big armchair across from the sofa.

I heard Kristen say "We've tried, but…it's just impossible." I knew instantly what she was talking about.

Kristen wanted another baby so badly. It killed me inside that she was beginning to think it was impossible. We have tried. She's been off the pill for months now, and we haven't used protection in any of those months.

"Lily, why don't you go and play with your brothers?" I suggested.

Lily smiled, and jumped off my lap, going towards the living room.

I went, and kneeled in front of her, not caring that her parents were there.

"Love, nothing is impossible. It can happen. You remember what the doctor said. There is a chance that we could have another baby." I tried to smile.

Kristen smiled meekly, and nodded. "Yea." She said, simply.

We were sitting down for dinner, having a nice family mean with my in-laws when a piece of broccoli flung across the table, and hit Jim on his forearm. I looked over to the boys, and both got quiet.

I could tell that Kristen didn't want me to yell, but they couldn't get away with throwing food at dinner.

"Adam, Liam, who threw the broccoli at Papa?" I asked sternly.

Adam and Liam both looked at each other. "We're sorry daddy." They said in unison.

I tried hard not to smile, and forget all about it. "Boys…who threw it?" I asked.

"I did." Liam said.

"But I tol' him to." Adam chimed in.

I nodded. "Boys, say you're sorry to Papa." I instructed.

They did as they were told. "We sowwy papa." They said quietly.

"It's alright guys, no big deal." He smiled heartedly at my sons'.

I looked over to Kristen, who said 'Thank you for not yelling' with her eyes. I smiled, and nodded.

TWO DAYS LATER

I woke up to the sound of heaving coming from the bathroom. I quickly threw the sheets off my naked body, and threw on a pair of sponge bob boxers that the boys had bought my for 'daddy's day'. I rushed into the bathroom, and found Kristen puking her brains out.

"Mmmm." She moaned.

I sighed, and grabbed a hair tie from the counter, and tied her hair into the best bun I could.

"I think…the chicken was bad--" She said, before repeating her previous heave.

"Love, I don't think it was the chicken. If it was, we all would have had it." I told her.

"No Rob. Don't. I'm not pregnant. Okay?" She said before lowering herself back down the toilet.

I took a deep breath, and rubbed her back gently.

"Alright love." I said in her ear.

Once she was done heaving, she got up off the floor, and flushed the toilet.

"I'm sorry." She apologized.

"Don't apologize, love." I told her, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

KRISTEN

I casually browsed the isle, hoping no paparazzi was around. I quickly snatched three E.P.T tests, and threw them into my cart, and proceeded to the produce.

"Mommy?" Lily asked.

"Hmm, baby?" I asked her.

"What are those?" She asked innocently.

"What are what, baby?" I asked, already knowing full well what she was interested in.

"Those boxes, mommy. What are those?" She asked again.

"Well, baby, they're things that only mommies use. It's something for mommies, alright baby?" I asked, smoothing her light waves, hoping she would drop the subject. She had her bangs clipped up, and she had a light periwinkle dress on with her white sandals.

"Kay mommy." She said with a smile.

I smiled back, and kissed her forehead. "I love you buggie." I said.

"I love you too mommy." She said, a big grin on her face.

"Mommy?" She asked again.

"Yea?" I asked, putting tomatoes into a bag.

"Can we get a wiggles movie?" She asked.

I smiled down to my daughter. "Sure baby." I said.

She smiled, and looked around her.

"Lily?" I questioned.

"Yes mommy?"

"You like grapes, right?" I asked.

"Mhmm. I like grapes mommy. But not the green ones. I like purple." She said smiling.

She was going through a purple phase. Everything had to be purple. I giggled, and picked up the bag of red grapes. "You got it baby."

"Mommy! Mommy!" Lily yelled.

"What is it--" I turned around, and knew what she was talking about. Damn paparazzi.

Lily stuck her tongue out at the three men that were following us.

"Can't even get groceries." I muttered. Thank god I had the pregnancy tests covered by Lily's Wiggles DVD.

I giggled, and stepped in front of Lily. "Baby, that isn't nice." I told her.

"But I don't like them, mommy." She told me.

I leaned in. "I don't like them either, baby." I smiled. She giggled, and kissed my nose.

I stepped aside the cart, and picked up three of the four magazines with mine, or Rob's faces on them.

"Mommy doesn't like you!" I heard Lily say out loud. I looked at my daughter, who was looking angrily at the pricks that were taking pictures of us. That would make an adorable magazine cover. 'Lily Stewart : 'MOMMY DOESN'T LIKE YOU!' I laughed to myself. My daughter was just like me.

I pushed the cart to the checkout, and scanned all of my items, being sure that the tests were not in vision to the paparazzi. I bagged them in a separate brown bag, and stuffed it in my purse. I got all of my things, and headed to my car.

I got all of the bags into the trunk, and strapped Lily into her car seat, and drove home.

Once all of the bags were in the house, I set my purse down on the counter, and went to get the last bag of groceries out of the trunk.

When I walked back into the kitchen, I nearly dropped the bag in my arms, when I saw my husband looking into the small brown bag that I thought I had securely stuffed far into my purse.