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Emily Osment as Emerson Sexton-Gilbert  


Emerson's Pov 


I was sitting outside on the balcony looking out on the beautiful morning in Paris France. By the time we got here yesterday it was already midnight and when we got to our suite that Brantley wanted us to have it was already going on 1:31 in the morning. Brantley got us the 4 bedroom suite with 3 bathrooms. When I asked him how much was all of this costing us he just laughed at me. That scares me the most. I'm okay with having the smallest things in the world. So aren't my kids. 

From our balcony you could see the Eiffel Tower from here. I hope everyone wants to go and see that sometime during our little vacation. I was looking at the guide book that I bought just looking at all of the different places we all can go. There is so much that I want to see. Plus once the boys find out that there is a Disney World here they are going to drive everyone nuts on going to see it. I took another drink of my hot tea. This is perfect. I'm here with the man of my dreams. My big brother, who I haven't seen in months. My mama and her boyfriend. Plus all 4 of my boys. What more could I ask for? 

I got up to go and cheek up on everyone. It's going on 10 in the morning and everyone is still sleeping. I just walked back into our master bedroom and saw Brantley still sound asleep. I walked over to his side of the bed and gave him a kiss on his forehead. I walked out of the bedroom to the boys room. I looked in and saw all of them still sleeping like a baby. Specking of babies, I heard Dawson cooing in the kitchen. I walked over to the small kitchen and living room put together and saw him and my mom in the kitchen. I walked over to the table and sat down. 

"Morning honey." Mom said to me. I looked over at her. 

"Hi mom. Did you sleep good." I asked her. Dawson was drinking his bottle. That boy sure does love his milk. Heck he loves to be held and food the most. 

"Honey, I haven't been sleeping good in a long time now." Mom said to me. I looked over at her. 

"Is everything okay." I asked her. She looked up at me. 

"Yes. I'm not 25 no more. More aches and pains." Mom said to me. I smiled at her. 

"You want me to take Dawson." I asked her. 

"No. This is your honey moon For the next 10 days Wilson, Brett and I have all of the boys." Mom said to me. I smiled at her. 

"Thanks mom, but I can still help out. They are my kids." I said to her. 

"Oh I know. But they are my only grand boys. Trying to have a few kids come from your brother is like trying to tell that wall to move." Mom said to me. That is true. Poor Brett may never want kids after he helped me with mine so much. 

"What are we doing today?" I asked mom. She was trying to get Dawson to burp. 

"Well, Wilson and I are going to take the boys to some water park and Brett is most likely going to sleep all day and party all night. Nothing new there. As for you and your husband you might want to ask him." Mom said to me. I smiled at her. 

"Well I would but he is still sleeping." I said to my mom. 

"He looks awake to me." Mom said to me. I looked behind me and saw Brantley only in his sweat pants. They was hanging low on his hips. I was looking at his strong 'V' with some of his man hood hair showing. 

"Morning mama." Brantley said to my mother. She smiled at him. 

"Morning son in law. Dawson tell daddy hi." Mom said to her youngest grand son. 

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