Impossible Possibilities

Chapter 12

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Impossible Possibilities

Chapter Twelve

EPOV

"Don't even think about it Emmett!"

Glaring at my brother, I watched as he dropped back into his seat in a sulk.

Damn bro you're no fun. I was only gonna chase him with it, not make him eat it, sheesh!

Rolling my eyes at Emmett's thoughts, I turned back to face Bella as she changed Mason's nappy on his changing mat on the floor. I couldn't believe that Emmett was planning to grab the dirty nappy and chase Jasper around the house with it. Was he seriously that bored! He should be thanking me for stopping him, not grumbling at me in his head. After the vision Alice had of him scrubbing away at a very suspect looking brown stain on Esme's favourite white recliner, he should be bowing at my feet in thanks. Boredom was better than our mothers wrath any day!

Smiling down at my wriggly little boy, I started pulling faces at him over his mothers shoulder. His already present smile grew beautifully as he wriggled around more vigorously in response.

"Ugh baby, stay still for mummy for just a few more minutes then you can go to daddy." Lifting his little legs off the mat, she ran some wipes along his bottom before lowering him back down and reaching for some talcum powder.

"I don't know how one little boy can poo so much. It's like your bum bum exploded you cheeky monkey. Yes that's right, you are a cheeky monkey." Mason happily gurgled up at his mother as she cooed down to him, reaching for her hair as it hung over her left shoulder.

Looking away from them for a moment, I scanned the documents sitting in my lap. Having arrived home from shopping in Seattle late yesterday evening, Bella, Mason and I had gone straight to bed. Up until now, we hadn't had a moment to ourselves to organise all that we'd bought. The clothes still sat in their respective bags in Mason's empty nursery, along with the tins of paint and equipment ready for decorating. From a quick scan of the documents in my lap, I scribbled down a quick schedule for when everything should be arriving tomorrow afternoon. The crib, wardrobes and other furniture would be arriving by 10am, followed shortly by the curtains and carpet from Leon's boutique at 11.15am. By 12.30pm the toys and accessories should all be here along with a special surprise delivery for Bella and Mason from Charlie. Fingers crossed that everything we'd ordered would be here by the time the ladies got home from their pampering day out in the morning. Bella and I were anxious to get started on Mason's nursery now we had a final picture in mind.

Capping the pen in my hand, I folded the papers up and placed them neatly on the coffee table to my left. I would make sure to pin the schedule up on the notice board later so my father and brothers could be prepared for tomorrow. As much as we were hoping to surprise our family with the finished results, a little help with the furniture would still be very much appreciated. We would just have to ban them from Mason's room until we were fully finished. Smiling in anticipation, I looked back down to my boy as his mummy sealed his soiled nappy and wipes in a nappy bag ready to be thrown away.

"There we go! All clean. Let's get this clean nappy on you baby, you're showing a lot of flesh infront of your family right about now. You don't care do you? No you don't. They've seen it all before haven't they? Yes they have AAAAAAAH!"

Almost as if in slow motion, I watched as Mason decided to interrupt his mothers cooing with a very powerful jet of urine right in her direction. Even with my vampire speed there would have been no way to shield her from the onslaught she was receiving. With one of her hands infront of her face as a barrier, the other hand reached around frantically until she found a few wipes and quickly placed them over our boy's modesty, shielding herself from further showers.