"These are for you guys." Barbara and Philip put hats on the twins' heads. Then, they put t-shirts on the shoulders of the two toddlers. "These too." While the twins were stunned, the newlyweds continued. They gave them sweaters, beanies, socks, books, stickers, posters, tote bags, and also small plush animals in the shape of orcas and bees. The twins' heads were almost covered by the bulging pile of souvenirs. "Thank you, Auntie. We didn't expect the souvenirs we got to be this many." Emily giggled at the end. "Yes, this is a lot, Auntie!" Louis exclaimed without looking at Barbara. The Orca's tail was covering half his face. "This is proof that we have not forgotten you," Barbara said before standing up and approaching the others. "We also brought souvenirs for you, Adults." While the newlyweds were busy sharing what they had bought, Kara laughed amusedly. "Thank you, Barbara, Philip. I think you were very enthusiastic when shopping at the souvenir shop." "Yeah, people might
Starting from Frank, one by one revealed their letters. "E." "L." "R!" "L!" "U." "S." "S." While holding their breath, the twins arranged the letters in their brains. As he found the answer, Louis immediately got out of his chair and ran around the dining table. Both hands punched the air. "Woohoo! That's Russell! Little Baby is Russell! I'm going to have a little brother!" Everyone smiled watching his excitement. But, after one blink, all eyes were on Emily. The little girl looked shrunken with drooping shoulders. Her lips pursed, her brows slightly furrowed. "Little Angel, are you okay?" Kara rubbed her back. Emily turned around with teary eyes. There was no smile on her face. Nevertheless, she still nodded. "I'm fine, Mommy. No matter Russell or Rylee, I still love the baby." Her voice was hoarse. At the end of the sentence, she quickly bit her lips. Kara kissed her head and gave her a hug. "Thank you, Little Angel. You have such a big heart." Then, Louis came to hug
Before Barbara had time to speak, Emily raised her index finger like a student wanting to ask permission from the teacher. "Auntie, can you give me a little sister? I promise I won't cry if it turns out your child is also a boy. But, can you try? Maybe there are rules to planting baby sisters. How deep should they be put or how much should they be watered? Like Grandma Susan planting plants in the greenhouse." Everyone laughed amusedly at Emily's request. Barbara was at a loss for words. Her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. "Little Bee," Kara stroked Emily's cheek, "we can't arrange it like that. It's fate from God." "Can't it be done?" Emily shook her head slightly. "No, Love." Before the little girl's shoulders slumped again, Barbara placed a hand on the side of her mouth. "Shhh, Emily .... Actually, I also hope that my child is a girl. How about we pray together? Who knows, God will grant it. But if it doesn't come true, don't be disappointed." Emily's eyes lit up with
"Is this a folding camping chair designed specifically for kids?" Louis exclaimed with sparkling eyes. Emily beside also looked up, waiting for an answer. Her face was no less bright. Barbara smiled proudly at that response. With a chuckle, she nodded. "Yes, with your names printed on the backrest." "Wow, this is really cool! Thank you, Uncle Philip, Aunt Barbara." "Yes, thank you, Uncle, Auntie." While Emily hugged Barbara once again, Louis was busy pulling a pink chair out of the box. "Emily, this is your seat!" "You want to try it right away?" Emily helped Louis stretch the chair so he could sit on it. "Yes! We have to take a photo with Uncle and Aunt while sitting here," Louis said, excitedly. He didn't care that the small suir on his body made it difficult for him to move. However, when he found his chair, his movements stopped. His eyes flickered to see the thick waterproof cloth where his name was printed. "Uncle, Aunt, have you forgotten? My favorite color is blue. Doe
"Hello, Brandon. Welcome to our event," Louis shook his classmate's hand. "Hello, Louis. Happy birthday. I hope you live a long and healthy life," the blonde boy said, occasionally glancing at Emily. "Thank you, Brandon. Did you come alone?" Brandon nodded. "Yes, my parents had to attend another event. So, only the driver took me here." After one blink, Brandon offered his hand to Emily. "Happy birthday too, Emily. You're so beautiful tonight." Emily shook Brandon's hand with a sweet smile. "Thanks, Brandon. You also look cool tonight. The jacket suits you." Brandon blushed. His lips twitched to suppress the excitement in his chest. "Thank you, Emily. I deliberately asked my mother to look for the best outfit. I want to look cool at this event." "Your mom has a good sense of fashion," Emily nodded before glancing to the side. "Louis, I think you should try a regular tie like Brandon. You're five years old. It's time for you to leave that bow tie behind. You should try somethin
Kara was sitting on the bed. Her head rested on the broad shoulder next to her. Closing her eyes, she tried to catch her breath."Is there any news from the Twins?" she asked quietly. Frank shook his head. His hands kept to massage Kara's fingers. "You don't need to worry about them, Queen Bee. They are independent and intelligent children. They will understand that you have to give birth soon. Let's celebrate their birthday after Russell is born, hmm?" After a short nod, Kara turned her head further. "Are you crying?" Frank's eyebrows pulled together. Moving his head away so that it would be easier to see her, he shook his head. "Why do you think I'm crying?" "Your voice is shaky, Frank." Pursing his lips, Frank took a deep breath. "I'm not crying." "Then why are your eyes red and watery?" Frank blinked firmly. "I'm not crying," he repeated with more emphasis. Still out of breath, Kara let out a laugh. Her head tilted slightly, waiting for his tears to fall. "Are you sure?"
"Hello, Good Boy," Kara held Russell carefully, as if the little creature was a very fragile pearl. Tears could not stop running down her face. After kissing the baby who was covered in a towel, Kara whispered again, "This is Mommy, Russell. I'm happy that I can finally hug you like this." While biting his lips, Frank also bowed. He stroked the tiny back then kissed his head. "And this is Daddy, Russell. Daddy is also happy that you are finally here." Still with a wide smile and red eyes, Frank looked at Kara gently. Before the pool of emotion dripped again, he quickly kissed her forehead. Kara closed her eyes accepting the warmth. "Thank you for giving birth to our son, Queen Bee," Frank whispered hoarsely. Kara smiled wider and nodded faintly. "Thank you for accompanying me here." "That's what I should have done a long time ago." Frank stroked her cheek before kissing her again. "Daddy, we want to see Russell too! Can we come closer?" Emily asked, jumping a little on the chai
"Oh, look at Russell, Louis. Isn't he very handsome? He's clean and smells good." Emily put her nose closer to Russell's face. When she managed to kiss that very soft cheek, she giggled holding back her laughter. She didn't want to disturb Kara who was sleeping in Frank's arms. "Yes, he is very handsome. He looks like me. Isn't that right, Grandma?" Louis raised his gaze towards the woman holding Russell. Susan smiled amusedly. "Yes, he looks like you. Only his nose is a little sharper." Louis' lips immediately pursed. His forefinger pointed at his own nose. "How sharp do you want Russell's nose to be? My nose is already very sharp." Susan chuckled at Louis' answer. "I’m just joking, Louis. It doesn't matter whose nose is sharper. What's important is that you're both healthy." Louis nodded in agreement. His hands then rose to touch the baby's feet. "Grandma, is Russell heavy?" Susan raised her eyebrows. "Do you want to carry him?" Louis glanced at Emily. "How about you try fir