Your husband Elliott, was currently putting your son Everett to sleep. You were in the kitchen finishing up the leftover dishes from dinner.

You rinsed your hands off before wiping them dry onto the towel hanging from the oven. You hear him mutter a few words before coming out Everett's room.

"Well, I can talk to Mommy about it." He stated, shutting his door. "What?" You questioned what he was talking about.

"Guess what he wants." he paused. "He wants a sibling, sister or a brother, He doesn't care."

"Give the boy what he wants.." You felt him smile against your lips, gently kissing them