The Ormerod's were sat in the living room spending some quality time together before the elder two went to bed. They'd had an enjoyable day together at the local park; although Gordon had tried to make Jill stay at home to rest with no avail.
Gordon was sat in his old worn arm chair holding a wriggly and very active Jonathon on his lap. Jill was sat on the sofa with Katie who had her head in Jill's lap as she lay length ways on the chair; her step-mother lovingly stroking her hair. Tom was sat on the floor with his trains; contented with his beloved toys.
'Katie, have you done all your homework for school?' questioned Gordon as he played with his young son
'Yes dad. Jill helped me last night!' his daughter replied
'That I did, all done and dusted. And may I add she did it very well' Jill backed her up, praise in her voice
'Very good, your teacher will be pleased! Tom, what about you?'
'Same goes for Tom' Jill answered for him, Tom preoccupied by his trains.
'Good. And what about you Master Ormerod?' joked Gordon as he clapped Jonathon's hands together 'Have you done all your homework?'
'High hopes Gordon, high hopes' laughed his wife
'Jonathon doesn't have homework Dad! He's lucky'
'He will do one day Katie, and then you can help him with it' teased Gordon
'He doesn't help me!' argued Katie
'He's too young Katie, but we help you' Jill explained
After several seconds of thinking Katie carried on 'So does that mean Jonathon will help the new baby?'
'Exactly!' responded her dad
'And I hope you and Tom will help the new baby as well' suggested the female Doctor
'Of course! I can't wait!' shouted Katie excitedly as she placed her hand on Jill's tummy to which the unborn child decided to kick 'Wow! Did you feel that? Dad, Dad I just felt the baby kick!'
'It's brilliant isn't it darling!' replied Gordon, his eyes lighting up.
'I certainly felt it' the step-mother admitted
'So did Jonathon do that as well?'
'He did-'
'And so did you and Tom' butted in Gordon
'Really? So you could feel us move?'
Yes' replied Jill, for a second forgetting that she hadn't in fact carried them. The room sat silent for a moment, Katie mesmerised by the unborn child
'Dad, can you play with me now?' begged Tom, bored of his own company
'How about Jonathon plays with you?' Gordon placed the still energetic toddler on the floor, instantly he crawled over to his elder brother. For a young child he was very clever and had a big personality to match. Jonathon looked up to his two elder siblings and was definitely the apple of his parent's eyes.
'Be gentle Tom' his step-mother reminded. Jonathon had ended up with bruises on more than one occasion after playing with Tom. The young boy scooted off on his knees whilst Jonathon slowly followed behind him, laughing at his beloved brother.
'Cup of tea anybody?' asked Gordon as he walked out of the living room to make a drink, feeling blessed with his beautiful family.