Streamers... balloons... plates... cutlery... napkins... What am I missing? I look around the room and survey my work. Today is Cheyenne's third birthday and I want it to be slightly more than perfect. Even if everyone keeps telling me that's not possible. "The cake! Oh my God, I forgot the cake! Draco!"
"Relax, love. I picked it up this morning. It was my one task, remember?" I sigh in relief.
"What else am I missing?" Just then Cheyenne enters the room. Soaking wet. "Cheyenne! Why are you wet?" She looks down at herself as if she wasn't soaking wet and dripping water all over my floors.
"Um, Cindy asked me to play." I keep my thoughts about Cindy to myself. She's 5 a little troublemaker.
"Did you tell Cindy that your party starts soon and you needed to stay dry?" She nods slowly.
"She said she wouldn't be my friend." Draco chuckles as he exits the room. I give his back a dirty look before leading Cheyenne up to the bathroom.
"Haven't I told you that if someone says stuff like that they're not really a good friend anyway?" I undress her and dry her off. "Come on, let's find something else for you to wear." She hops off to her room and I follow along behind. Not for the first time I wish we had a bigger place. Especially with the news I have for Draco later.
"Mommy, can I wear this?" She holds up a pair of shorts.
"No, it's too cold for shorts. How about the nice outfit you got from Grandma and Grandpa Leed for Christmas?" She makes a face and I can't help but laugh. "Oh come on, it's not that bad." I look around in her closet. "How about the dress auntie Phoebe gave you?"
"Yes! That one!" I look for some clean tights and a pair of shoes that match and get her dressed. She races downstairs before I can brush her hair. I grab her brush and I head downstairs to see if I can find her.
"Draco, where'd she go?"
"Basement." I head down and find her hiding in her play tent.
"Cheyenne, your hair needs brushed. Come here."
"Nooo. I don't want to."
"Well then we'll just have to cut your hair." This always wins with her. She's got my thick red hair but won't let me cut it, and it tangles easily. If she wasn't so insistent on keeping it long I would have cut it a long time ago. I brush it out and braid it so she doesn't get it in her food.
Once I'm done that I go back upstairs and go look for Draco. He's in the kitchen setting out the cups. Cups I forgot the cups. "Do you know if your mother's coming?"
"She owled this morning and said she'd make it if she could. A friend of hers is throwing a lunch party." I sigh. Draco and his mother haven't been on the best of terms lately. He won't tell me why and I've stopped bothering him about it. I wrap my arms around him, resting my head on his back. He turns around and hugs me, laying his chin on my head. I'm about to lean up and kiss him when the kitchen door opens.
"Bell, where do you want these gifts?" I turn around to see Phoebe carrying 3 gift bags, with Gabe following carrying two.
"Haven't I told you to stop buying her so much stuff? She's spoiled enough as it is." She ignores me as she sets the gift bags on the present table.
"Nothing is too good for my little girl. Where is she? I haven't seen her in weeks." I shake my head and rest my back against Draco's chest.
"Down in the basement. She's been talking nonstop about you for the past month." Phoebe disappears into the basement. "Would you like a drink, Gabe?"
"Nope, I'm fine, thanks." Just then I hear car doors slam outside. I look out the window to see my horde of a family exiting their cars. I chuckle and wonder if they planned to all arrive at the same time.
**
The party was a complete success. Cheyenne's passed out in her room and Draco and I are sharing a nice quiet evening alone. "Where are going to put all this stuff?" I chuckle and look around the room. She got a ton of toys.
"We could always get a bigger place."
"Oh Bell, we've talked about this."
"I know we have. But Cheyenne hasn't started school yet, neither of us like this neighbourhood, and it's just too small." He hugs me closer to him.
"Well see. Maybe in a year or two when we're more financially stable." I sigh.
"I think we might need to a little sooner than that."
"Why? You know something I don't?" I turn my head and look up at him.
"As a matter of fact, I do." He chuckles down at me.
"Oh? Do tell."
"I'm pregnant, Draco. We're having twins."
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