One- Toddler Beds and Puppies

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Not edited. Very many typos due to me being sick and nauseous while writing it. Sorry.

5:38 P.M | 17:38      <lol not intentional

"Kian, McKinley! Dinners ready!" Here comes my little three year old twins. "Hi, mummy. Dada home yet?" I smile at Mick (McKinley's nickname). "He should be here soon, sweetie." I'm American, and there father is Irish, so they mix it up a lot. But I think it's cute, and they'll sound more Irish than American English. I lifted them into their high-chairs, and set there plates on their trays. "Thanks mumma!" Well, it sounded more like, tanks. Cuties. I set up mine and Niall's food, and called him to see where he is.

N- Hey, Mikaela. Need something?

M- Hey, Ni. Just wondering what time you'll be home tonight. I just fished cooking dinner. Don't want it to get cold, do ya?

N- Haha. I'm down the street from ours.

M- Mkay. See ya.

N- Be there.

As soon as I put my cell down, I heard Niall pull up the driveway. Apparently, the twins did too. "Dada?!" I nodded to Kian, and they started squirming to get out. They just started eating and already got pasta sauce all over. Bath tonight for the little ones. I didn't let them out, however, because they would end up playing and getting the sauce everywhere. I heard the lock click, and walked to Niall.

"I missed you. After they go to sleep, I have to talk with you." He nodded and kissed me. "Daddy!!" They both put there arms up. He walked over to them and kissed them on the forehead. "Mm. Pasta. You taste funny, Mick." He laughed, making McKinley giggle. He looked over to Kian, and licked his cheek. "You taste funny, too, Kiwi." Kian giggled. He looked over at the dining table and licked his lips. "Let's eat." We laughed together.

* 6:20 P.M | 18:20

I wiped off the little ones with baby wipes and put them in the bath. I pulled my phone out and took a picture of them putting bubbles on each other's faces.

When they were all washed and clean, I took them out, wrapped them in towels, and brought them to their room. I picked out matching onesies for them. I  sat on the rocking chair, them on either side of my lap, and read them a book. Once they were asleep, I put them in their cribs, and tucked them in. They need to have a toddler bed soon.

* 7:45 P.M | 19:45

"What did you want to talk about?" I smiled. "Well, it's almost Kian and Mickey's birthday, and I was thinking of maybe getting a puppy. And, since they will be four, they need toddler beds." He nods. "I agree. But..." He leans in to kiss me. Before he does, he whispers, "I also want another baby." I smiled and kissed him.

You should know what went on from there.

* 9:30 A.M

Today, we are going to buy them toddler beds. It's a good thing we have a pickup truck for when we need one. It has two rows of seats, so we put the twins in the back, (of course in their car seats.)

We are taking them with to pick out their beds, then dropping them off with Liam, when we get the puppy. I called him this morning, so he already knows.

10:30 A.M

We got to the bed store, and took them to the toddler isle. "This one, mumma" McKinley pointed to a cream colored bed with roses on it, and half a side on it, so they don't fall off.  Kian pointed to a jungle green one with elephants and giraffes on it. They might have to start sharing a room, if I do get pregnant again. But I don't think they'll mind.

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