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A: The Goths live right next door, guess I’ll just wait at the park until Bella and Mortimer get home.

A: …

M: Well hello there miss, care if I join your game?

A: Not at all 😉

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M: So who, may I ask, am I playing against today?

A: I’m Athena, Athena Craven.

M: Cool last name. So Miss Craven, I see we’re both wearing dog tags. Can I ask who’s it is?

A: It’s Mrs. actually, and the dog tag was my papa’s. He’s been gone for years, but I wear it to remember him by.

M: Oh, I-I didn’t mean to pry…

A: Oh, you’re fine Mr….

M: Flex, Marcus Flex.

A: Nice to meet you, Marcus, but if you’ll excuse me, I believe I see Bella Goth walking home.


edit: when you have to creatively insert the banner to a post that is not laid out the same as all other posts *le sigh*

Gavin got up to do some early morning writing before work while Athena slept on the couch. Bethany was fine. He even hung up the birth certificate.

Once Athena was up, she went out to catch a new frog in an entirely appropriate outfit for frog hunting.

Then Bethany started crying again, but it was time to go to work for Gavin, so he left his smelly, crying baby alone while he went off to work.


p.s. I already have the screenshots for some drama, I’ve had them for awhile. I just don’t know how to segue to them. They’re even edited, which I never do to any of my other screenshots. I want to create drama, I just don’t know how to put it in, which is why we’re still on hubby no. 1

When it’s time for the midnight feeding and your husband refuses to get up.

When your husband refuses to get up and you have to uncomfortably waddle downstairs because the baby’s needs are more important than your own.

When you love your little bean so much, but really want to kick your husband.