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"I think I want another kid."

Grayson looks over at me. "Huh?"

"I want another kid. Emily inspired me."

He pauses the television and grabs my hand. "But what if it's another miscarriage?"

"Then we will try again."

"Alright." Grayson kisses my cheek. "When do you wanna try?"

"Tomorrow while the kids are at school."

He nods and wraps his arms around me. "I love you."

I snuggle my head into his chest. "I know."

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David groans and holds his stomach as he walks downstairs. "Mommy?"

I walk over to him once he reaches the bottom step. "What's wrong, baby?"

"I'm gonna puke."

My eyes widen and I rush him to the bathroom. I rub his back as he throws up into the toilet.

David stands back up and I wipe his mouth with a nearby towel. "Go back to bed."

He nods and I give him a gentle hug. "I will bring you breakfast in an hour. Let your stomach settle down so you don't puke the breakfast up too."

"Yes ma'am." I kiss David's head then he walks back up to his room.

I sit next to Scarlett at the table. "Well, David is sick today."

"Seriously?!" Grayson asks. I just ignore him.

"Aw man." Scarlett pouts.

"Sorry honey. Now finish your breakfast and get dressed."

"Yes ma'am." Scarlett finishes her cheese grits, puts the bowl in the sink, then goes upstairs.

"That's so unfair." Grayson whines.

"We can try tomorrow. I need to help Emily set up the nursery anyway."

"Do they know the gender?"

"Found out last night. It's a girl. Em said her name will be Dawn Margaret Williams."

"James is gonna hate being the only boy." Grayson smiles.

I let out a small laugh. "I know."

Scarlett walks in with her bag. "Lets go."

Grayson furrows his eyebrows. "I thought a skirt that short wasn't allowed."

"Grayson. The skirt reaches her knees." I say.

"I know!"

"I've worn shorter."

He pouts. "I know. Let's go." Grayson grabs his car keys and we all walk to the car.

"Oh, one of you needs to come in and sign a slip for David." Scarlett mentions once Grayson pulls up to the school.

"I'm not." Grayson says.

"I'm in my pajamas!" I tell him.

"I am too."

I roll my eyes. "I'll do it."

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