Monday, August 8, 2011
Hi Mum it's Sammy (clone 59 - part 10)
“Did I ever tell you how lovely you are pregnant?”
“Do you really think so?”
“Oh Sammy, I don’t think you are serious.”
“I am, sweetheart. Very serious. You are the love of my life, and you look particularly lovely when you happen to be pregnant.”
“Are you already angling for another baby Mister? Cause I can tell you…”
“No, no, three seems like plenty for me.”
“That’s a good thing because I’m so over feeling like a hippo.”
Is there a safe thing to say after that? Well, I failed to think of one so I kissed Sunny instead.
They all switched over to their pjs and then went to play.
It wasn’t long before he was finished and went to play as well. The hopscotch game was already in progress, but there are plenty of other toys and things to do outside.
“I’m tired. Could you read me a story?”
“Well, I don’t know.”
“Please? Daddy always reads to me before I go to sleep.”
“All right. You go settle down while I find a book.”
But it never seemed to do Charlie any harm so I guess there is nothing wrong with Donna playing with it.
I’d have to tell Amelia first thing that we’d need to be careful walking around early in the morning. There were sleeping bags everywhere in the house.
That was actually a bit annoying. We had carefully set up sleeping bags outside. It’s fine weather and the kids would have been ok out there. But no, they all had to drag the bags inside to sleep. So now there are cocoons with children in them all over the house.
I suppose if that’s the worst problem that we face, we are doing very well.
Fortunately, her room has toys, books, more toys and her potty chair. She can keep herself happy for hours.
“Sammy. Come on. Time to go.”
“You go, it’s not time for me to go.”
“Sammy, the baby is coming. Get up.” That and the accompanying shove finally got me out of the bed.
“I don’t want the room to be untidy when we leave.”
“Sammy, take it easy. I’m over here. And since you are blocking me from making the bed, I guess we may as well go.”
“Sunny, have you picked a name for the baby?”
“I’d like to name her Merry.”
“Merry seems like a nice name.”
“I wonder if she’ll be a merry child?”
“I guess we get to find that one out sooner or later.”
Poor Donna had been left out to play until she was far too tired. She was very cranky, not that I can blame her. She should have been in her crib hours ago.
Damn it, why do we never get the same sitter more than once? How many teens are there in town? There was that one competent boy but the rest have been hopeless.
“Just sleep now.”
They gave me an award for saving the lives of several residents of the city. The award included a promotion to Fire Chief.
As the new Fire Chief, I don’t seem to get a new uniform but I do have the privilege of having a personal fire truck and an alarm that’s hooked to the main one at the station. So basically, I can stay home. When an emergency happens, I’ll know and have official transportation to the scene.
Amelia’s brother was the first to arrive. Isn’t it nice of Travis to be so prompt to his niece’s birthday?
I don’t know why but birthday cakes make me nervous. What happens if the candles catch something on fire? So I arranged for it to go outside and not in.
Donna is such a pretty girl. I'm so proud of her. Well, really I'm proud of all of them.
There's also a series of pictures of Sammy chatting up Amelia. I took them for a special request for a project. There are several cute Sammy flirting ones in the set.
Note - Merry is named (sort of) after her granny Meredith.