Baby Bieber

Final Chapter

(Four years later, 2019.)
Nicole's POV

"I brought casserole!" Pattie yelled as she walked into the kitchen, I could barely hear her even then. All the kids were clanging toys, screaming and running around. All of us had gathered for Thanksgiving dinner, and this was just the time everyone was arriving. "Noah, get away from the oven please, I need to take out the pies." I said, kissing the top of his head and moving him to the side. "I won't get burned! Look!" He said, touching the handle of the oven.

"You know what we should do Noah? Do you know?" Justin asked as he strides over. "What? Tell me!" Noah asked, pulling on Justin's shirt. "We should just put a apple in your mouth and throw you in the oven! We could use some more food!" Justin said, scooping him up and tickling his neck and stomach. "Thanks." I muttered to Justin as he took Noah back to the living room, giving a quick kiss on his cheek.

I took out the apple and strawberry pies, putting them on the marble counter to cool. Both mine and Justin's mom were bonding, fixing all the food on the table, around the cornucopia they had made yesterday. "Benji was whining to come over here, now I have an idea why." Jasmine smiled, holding her 1 year old up so he could see the pies.

Yeah, she had another one. Can you guess who she had him with? Yep, you guessed it. She had him with Louis. They finally got married last year, after 10000 dates. I'm guessing Benji was a honeymoon baby. Benji is the youngest out of all his siblings, Carter, Ryan, and little Mia Hope. When Mia was born, there was no trouble at all. Smooth delivery, she was born happy and healthy. Carter is nine, Ryan is six, and Mia is three. Carter is technically Jasmines stepson, but she doesn't treat him like one. Their family is so cute, they live only a few streets away, so we have play dates daily.

Can you believe my Delilah is already nine? I swear, she's so big now. To me, she has the same personality as she did when she was four years younger. Just straight out charming, all her characteristics factoring that. She's had pretty wild birthday parties, sixth one at a zoo, seventh one at some medieval arcade (she was the princess of the castle), eighth was at universal studios, and ninth was a girly sleepover with her best friend from school, and Jasmines girls. It's really bittersweet because after nine comes ten, and that's where all the trouble starts. So I will baby her as much as possible until then. Oh, Jasmine and I have crazy plans of all our kids getting married; Most likely won't happen, but it's fun to dream, right?

The twins are already four. It's crazy to think about, I remember when they were barely 2 weeks old. They have really distinct looks and personalities for being twins.

Noah is a hard headed little boy. He likes to get his way; He does what he says. If he says he's gonna have a campout in the backyard, he will get his blankets and drag poor Daniel out there with him. I know from experience. He's definitely a mommas boy, but he loves his Daddy too. Even though he likes to get deep in the dirt and play rough, he's such a cuddler. He can still fall asleep in my arms, which I absolutely love. He's really social, he will tell someone on the bus what he had for lunch if they'll listen to him.

Daniel is more conserved, he'd rather stay inside and color than go out and kick around a soccer ball. He's really talkative to people he's known for a while, but if we run into my great aunt at the store, he hides behind my legs and says he wants to go home. He's a really good boy, he has gorgeous blonde hair that never really darkened up; Both him and his brother are really handsome. With his blue eyes full of charisma, I can tell he will be a heartbreaker one day.

"He has good taste! These are hot, but I think I have some cookies in the cabinet." I said, reaching into the cabinet. I found the cookies, and took out one for him. "Cookie!" Benji squealed, clapping his hands and reaching for it from my hand. "Here you go, cutie pie." I said, placing the cookie in his hand. He immediately began to nibble on the cookie.