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•sam hubbard•

REQUESTED BY: joeyschick

Prompt 97: "and that's how daddy got mommy to marry him"

"Alright Ava, time for bed." You said to your four year old daughter, who was currently coloring a picture of a tiger.

"But mommy," she looked up at you, pushing out her bottom lip in a pout, "can I please finish this picture for daddy?"

You sighed, brushing your fingers through your daughters light brown hair.

"Be quick." you said, smiling at her.

She squealed, "Yay! Thanks mommy, you the best."
She went back to coloring the tiger, careful not to color outside the lines. You smiled as you watched her.

You decided to fold some laundry before you had to put Ava to bed. As you were folding bath towels you heard a squeal come from the kitchen.

"Daddy!" Ava squealed. Sam started to tickle her, making the little girl giggle uncontrollably. You couldn't help the smile that appeared on your face as you listened to your little girls giggle. You put down the towel you just folded and walked back into the kitchen. The sight in front of you made your heart swell with love.

"I love your tiger baby girl, she is very cute."

"It's not a she daddy, it's a boy!"

Sam put his hands up in defense, "Oh! Sorry, sorry, forgive me."

She giggled, "I forgive you daddy. Look!" She held up the paper showing him the drawing. "He's wearing your jersey."

Sam gushed, "Oh my goodness, look at that!"

"His name is Sammy."

Sam kissed her forehead, "I love it, Ava girl."

She smiled, reaching out to hug Sam, "Thanks daddy. I love you."

"Oh I love you more."

You walked over to both of them, wrapping an arm around Sam and an arm around Ava.

"And mommy loves you two the most."

Sam leaned down and kissed your temple, squeezing you softly.

"What about baby brother?" Ava asked, "don't you love him too."

You placed your hands on your belly, rubbing your bump. You and Sam were expecting a baby boy in the spring. In just a few short months your little family of three, would soon become four❤️

"Of course I love baby brother."

Ava smiled and put her small hands on your bump, rubbing it, "I love him too."

"Me three." Sam said, placing his large hand on the center of your belly. You smiled, putting yours on top of his.

"Are you ready for bed now Ava?"

She frowned, "Can I make a picture for Uncle Joe? I think he'd want a Sammy tiger, but with his number instead."

Sam smiled, "I think he would too. But," he picked her up from the barstool, making her giggle, "you can make him one tomorrow, okay? It's getting late honey."

She nodded, "Otay daddy."

Sam set her down on the ground, "You lead the way princess."

Ava ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs to her bedroom.

Sam held his hand out to you, "Come on Mama, let's go put the princess to bed so you, me, and the little man can watch another episode of Yellowstone."