This Isn't Where It Ends...

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So... this is a first new chapter of this story in 2 months! Hope you still remember it and I'm looking forward to your comments. Hope you will still enjoy this story and let me know what you think! ❤️

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"Hej mama! Happy birthday!" Lotta exclaimed, immediately hugging her mama. She and Christian as well as baby Lucas were the first to arrive at the restaurant. It was only 2.00 PM but they thought their parents might need a little help preparing everything, especially with the six little devils making it harder. Tilda was already 11 and even Elsa was 8 years old now, but their siblings were still very little. Esther and Ingrid were 5 years old, Saga was 4 years old and little Signe was only 2 years old... They were sure to cause some mischief!

"Thank you, baby," Frida smiled hugging her daughter, carefully taking baby Lucas into her arms. The little boy was only a month old and was still so tiny. "Well, I missed you lay little boy!" Frida kissed her little grandson's cheek, making Lotta smile. "You gave us a heart attack when we found all of you gone this morning, mama!" Lotta giggled. "Well, we did leave you a message..." Frida countered, finally passing Lucas to his mama again. "Where were you all day?" Lotta asked as Christian congratulated Frida on her birthday. "Out and about..." Frida said mysteriously. "Fine... keep your secrets," Lotta chuckled. She couldn't really blame her. She did hide her secrets for over 10 years... "Need any help?" she asked, knowing there was still an hour before the party and they were sure to have many things to do until then... "It would be great if you could check if there is place for everyone... make sure there's enough chairs and baby chairs... and places for the strollers..." Frida giggled and the couple nodded. "Sure," they both smiled and walked to there restaurant owner to discuss the details with him. 

"Ok... so Lotta and Christian are busy, but I think they suspect something's up..." Frida told the others. Their granddaughters all joined Christian and Frida and now the four of them were finally alone. "I'm sure Linda won't be much better..." Agnetha sighed in frustration. She wanted to keep it a secret until tonight when it would finally happen. "Speaking of the devil..." Frida nudged Agnetha discretely pointing to the door through which Linda and Jens just entered with little Oscar safely cradled in his mama's arms. "Mama! Where were you all?!" Linda exclaimed, throwing herself into her mama's arms. "Oh! Happy birthday, auntie!" she quickly turned to Frida, giving her a hug and a kiss on her cheek. "Thank you, Lindi,"Frida smiled back. "Hope they didn't cause too much trouble..." Linda said as her daughters came running to her. "They were just little angels," Frida and Agnetha smiled. 

"Can we help with anything?" Linda finally asked once her daughters finally calmed down. "Well... you could check if they got any allergies right..." Agnetha said. They didn't really have any but she wasn't sure for the grandkids and partners of their kids... "Sure... There aren't many though, if any..." Linda giggled. "I'll have to call everyone to check!" she laughed, quickly making her way into the restaurant kitchen with Jens and the girls following behind her. It was still barely past 2.00 PM and there was still plenty of time. 

"Hej, papa!" Emma and Anna greeted their father. They've arrived together and their families were also there already. "Where's auntie Frida?" she Anna asked, gently putting little Helga into her pram. The little girl just about 2 months and was just her cutest little girl. "She and Agnetha had to go to the restroom..." Björn explained. "Is everything ok?" Emma asked worried, gently rocking little Anders in her arms. The little boy was almost 3 months old and he was already very "talkative". "Yes... Agnetha hasn't been feeling too well though..." he thought a bit. She's been throwing up for a couple days actually..." he said shrugging his shoulders. It will probably pass... 

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