Epilogue:)

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"Mummy, how are babies made?" Emerson asks.

I pause. I never thought about this question and that it would be asked by my own kids.

"Well daddy gets his magic wand and uh wishes for the child?" I suggest.

"Wow! DADDY!!!" Emerson yells.

"Yes, my wonderful princess." Kaleb says, running into the kitchen.

"Can I see your magic wand?" OH NO-.

"Emerson, sweetie dadd-" I get cut off.

"What magic wand?" Kaleb asks, confused.

"That makes the babies! I want a baby brother, right now." Emerson demands. I go bright red.

"Okay, sweetie. I'll start tonight!" Kaleb laughs

"CAN I WATCHHH!!?" Emerson screeches.

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Not actually but like in a joke way!

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