"Oh, baby I'm so proud of you." Rory kissed her daughters forehead and reached over to get her a cookie.
"Daddy says that I am growing into a strong foxy like you."
"I bet you are." Rory nodded, leaning back into Kole as he came to stand next to her.
"Mommy, are you growing me a brother?" Rose asked looking down at her moms six month along stomach.
"I told you baby, I don't know. But either way you are going to love your sibling, boy or girl. Right?" Rory said, rubbing her stomach.
"Right." Rose rolled her eyes, having this conversation multiple times a week she knew what she was supposed to say. But regardless of what her mommy told her she was praying to the moon goddess that she was getting a brother, because Parker liked to take her dollies.
"Good. Now, go help Uncle Alex with your cousins." Kole said picking her up and setting her down.
"How's my mate?" Kole asked pulling her in for a kiss.
"Good," Rory nodded, "We're good." She rubbed her stomach happily. Alex walked into the kitchen, a kid on each leg, attempting to hold him down.
"Couldn't burn off a little more energy for me, Ror." Alex laughed gesturing to her legs.
"I tried my best." Rory laughed.
"They are outnumbering me."
"Well, you only have what- a day until Georgia gets home." Kole said, his hand rubbing up and down Rory's back.

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