Your husband was currently putting your daughter 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 heard him mutter a few words before coming out of her room.

"Well, I can talk to mommy about it." he stated, shutting her door.

"What?" You questioned what he was talking about

"Guess what she wants." He paused. "She wants a sibling. A brother, sister, she doesn't care."

"Give the girl what she wants, baby." You felt him smile against your lips, gently kissing them.