Molly patted her stomach as she looked in the mirror. She could remember the conversation clearly in her head...
"Daddy!" She called, "That's cheating!" Molly laughed at she attempted to roll down the hill faster than her father could run. He beat her of course, and she stood up and raced into his arms. He fell backwards and rolling and laughing, they came to a rest in the field of wildflowers behind their house.
Her father made to get up, but Molly grabbed his hand. "Daddy, watch the clouds with me!" He grinned and nodded, pointing out on that looked remarkably like a whale.
They called out a number of animals and things, such as pigs, fish, rocks, amd couches. One very large cloud came overhead, and Molly called out, "That one looks like Mummy!"
Her father looked at her blankly for a moment, then burst into roaring laughter. After. Few moments, he calmed down enough to hear her ask, "Where did the baby come from?"
He turned slightly pink. Finally, he said slowly, "Well, first we decide if we want another kid as perfect as you are," at this, Molly giggled. "Then, we owl the stork, and he sends us one to keep in Mummy's stomach for a few months,"
"Oh," Molly said, and they walked hand in hand back to the house. "That's not what Mummy said,"
Molly grinned at the memory, and David came to stand behind her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "So," he said, "On a scale of one to ten, how badly is your father going to kill me?"
Molly turned to place a kiss on his lips. "Twelve. Good luck, we're having dinner tomorrow,"