“I wish I were married and had an egg-baby,” said Margo.
“Me, too,” said Vanessa. She looked hopefully at Byron.
Byron sighed. “Okay. I’ll be your husband,” he said. “But only for tonight.”
“Who will be my husband?” asked Margo.
“Not me,” said Adam defiantly. “I am never, ever getting married.”
“Jordan?” said Margo.
“Oh, all right.”
Surprisingly, Nicky agreed to be Claire’s husband.
“Okay, let’s adopt babies!” cried Vanessa.
“Adopt them from where?” asked Mal, even though she thought she knew what the answer would be.
“From the refrigerator, of course.” Vanessa removed a partially empty carton of eggs from the bottom shelf of the fridge. She set it on the table and opened the lid carefully. “Aw, aren’t they sweet?” she said.
( More Under Cut )
We tried to call Mallory, since she loves mysteries, too, but Mrs. Pike said that Mal had taken Margo and Claire (two of her little sisters) on a special Teddy Bears' Picnic. Mal's such a terrific big sister. I remembered now that she'd been planning this for awhile. She was going to make little sandwiches and "tea", and help the girls dress up their teddy bears in special outfits. It sounded like fun. I asked Mrs. Pike to tell Mallory to call me back when she got home.
AWWW, MAL!! ♥
"I'd like white meat, please," I said.
"I want half-dark and half-white," Nicky said. "And a drumstick."
Dad chuckled. "Why don't you start with the drumstick, and then we'll see about seconds."
Mom removed the lids from the bowls holding the potatoes and peas and onions, and steam filled the air. After a flurry of plate passing, and of requesting butter and the gravy boat, and more bread, the room suddenly fell almost silent. The only sound was the munching of ten very contented people.
Carol looked at Dad and me, then burst out laughing, and whispered, "You have to go to the baby's room. Jeff just hung her a present on the wall."
Jeff yelled from down the hall, "I hear you laughing, Carol. It's not funny! It's not a funny present."
"It's an excellent poster," Jeff wailed. "I saved my money for it. I sent away for it and I didn't tell anybody because I wanted it to be a surprise for my baby brother." He gave my father an angry look. "Dad, you said I could treat a sister just the way I'd treat a brother. That she'd play ball with me and everything. So I'm giving her the poster even though she's not a brother." He finished his speech by mumbling, "But I don't think she'd ever going to be big enough to do anything."
I love my brother. he's an original.
Carol held Gracie out to Jeff. He took her very carefully, held her in the crook of his arm, and faced her toward the poster.
"Gracie, that's Michael Jordan," he said. "He's our hero."
( The Pikes' version of 'The Twelve Days of Christmas' )
I have always wondered who said what! Of course it's obvious that day 6 was Claire, and it's canon that day 12 was Nicky, but the others could really go either way. I'm guessing that "7 bologna-and-peanut-butter sandwiches" was supposed to be "salami-and-peanut-butter sandwiches" (since that comes up in several books), so that was probably Jordan. I think "four crawling nerds" could have been Mallory and "three stooges" was probably one of the triplets. Maybe "ten bags of Snickers" was Byron? As far as "some garbage in a bare tree".... maybe they were all arguing over who got to start the song, so Dee started the carol?
I was sick of normal people. Dad deserved someone better than that. Someone like Carol.
I looked at Jeff. He looked at me. I knew we were thinking the same thing.
“We’ve got to get Carol and Dad back together,” I said aloud.
Jeff put up his hand, and we gave each other the high-five.
I CANNOT HANDLE HOW CUTE THIS IS.
“On the count of three,” Sam said, huffing, as we rocked the car back and forth.
We didn’t even reach three. The car bumped up over the snow drift and coasted the rest of the way down the icy drive. At the bottom, Charlie put on the emergency brake and hopped out, holding the door for Watson.
Watson was still standing back where the car had been stuck. He took a crisp white handkerchief out of his suit pocket and dabbed at the sweat on his brow. I noticed that his face was still flushed. I made a mental note to tell Mom to urge him to take it easy.
Then he picked up his briefcase and smiled at the three of us. “Thanks, kids. I guess I’ve gotten a little out of shape. Too much time at the computer terminal and not enough time in the fresh air.”
“No kidding,” Charlie punched him playfully on the shoulder. “Why are you going to work on Saturday, anyway?”
“We’re opening a new branch office in Houston and I need to go over the architectural plans.” Watson smiled as he settled into the driver’s seat and buckled up. “Don’t worry, I haven’t become a workaholic. I’ll be home in time for the football game this afternoon. And remember, Charlie, it’s your turn to make the popcorn.”
Watson and Charlie have little punch games and they watch football and eat popcorn! NAWW. This makes me smile. ♥
Also, Thomas kids just generally being awesome and helping Watson get his car out of a snowed-in driveway. ♥