Archive | April 2012

47. Growing Up Too Fast

The next day was a day of birthdays.



Technically the twins weren’t supposed to grow up for a couple of days, but they really wanted to have their birthday that day too.  They said it was because they did not want to be in the same house as Cameron and I since we were on our honeymoon.


“Guys!” Rue said.  “I can blow my own candles out, thank you!”

I looked at Cameron.  “Are you still going to think I’m beautiful when I’ve got wrinkles?”

“Yes,” he said without even thinking about it.  “I may laugh at you, but only because I’m terrified that I’ll be the ugly one when I’m older.”

We reassured each other over a future that was yet to happen.

“I love you, Elena.  ‘Til death do us apart.”

He really meant to stay with me forever.  A smile crept across my face.

46. Great-aunt

It was my turn to feed Sonset in the morning.  I think I did fine.  He wasn’t whinnying for more, anyways.

Cameron came out after I was done.  “Er, Elena, there’s something I’d like to talk about,” he said.

“Shoot,” I said.

“Well, I know you’d like to have 100 kids…and I was wondering…well…how are we going to go about that?”

“I’ll have them with you, of course,” I said.

“Really?”  He seemed very surprised.

“Yes.  I love you, Cameron, and I want more children by you.”

“I’m going to have more kids?”  He clasped his hands.

We’re going to have more kids,” I corrected him.

We hugged to seal the deal.

Then we decided to have a roll in the hay.

It was our honeymoon, after all.

We weren’t trying for more kids yet, though.  We wanted to enjoy our time together first.

Sonset and Curly were busy getting to know each other.  Well, good, they’re going to know each other for a long time.

I took Curly on our first real trip to the dog park.  We didn’t actually come for the park, though.  We came because I wanted to tell Zoey in person that Cameron and I were thinking of having more kids.

“That’s…er, wonderful,” said Zoey.  Not the reaction I was expecting.

“What do you mean?” I asked her.

“I mean that it’s wonderful for you and Cameron, but it’s not so wonderful for me.  I mean, do I really look old enough to be a great-aunt?”

Zoey slapped my shoulder as I giggled.  “I’m not joking!” she said.

“I know, Zoe, but honestly…You already are a great-aunt!  You’re great-aunt to Cindy, and I’m sure you’ve got tons of other great-nieces and great-nephews, from what Cameron tells me.”

“I know, I know, you’re right.  But it’s one thing to know that in my head and another to live across the street from my married nephew.”

“Well, I’m sure you’ll be able to handle it.”

“I’m sure I will too.”  She unexpectedly wrapped her arms around me.  “If there’s anyone I’d want to be the mom of my great-niece and future greats, it’s you.”

“Thanks,” I smiled.

“But you’re not pregnant right now, are you?” she asked.

“No,” I giggled.

I carried Curly the short way home.  “Did you even play at the park?” I asked him, even though I knew the answer.  No, he hadn’t.