Married to You (Daniel Seavey)

Telling My Mom

I set my phone up in the kitchen and I put a bun in the oven. I sit down at the counter and my mom walks in.

"Hey mom, can you go get me my thing out of the oven?" I ask her opening my laptop.

"Sure." She says. She opens it and pulls the bun out. "A bun? Why did you have a bun in the oven?" She questions me.

I chuckle and smile.

"Why was there a bun in the oven?" She asks again.

"Mom, say it again." I say.

"Why was there a bun in the oven." She says.

"No, what is in your hand?"

"A bun."

"Where was it?" 

"In the oven."

"Say it together." I say.

"A bun in the oven?" She says confused.

"Think about it. Really think about it." I say. Her face lights up.

"Are you pregnant?" She questions. I hand her the shirt. "Oh my god! I'm going to be a grandma!" 

"Yes you are." I say. She runs around the counter and gives me a hug.

"How far along are you?" she asks.

"About five or six weeks." I reply.