You and your beloved husband, Joseph, were out shopping at the store after he got off work. He was still in his usual suit and tie, his expression stoic and looking a little worn out from the day's adventures. You both walked down the aisles, hand-in-hand, your wedding bands glimmering under the store light against one another on your fingers.

As you stopped in one of the aisles, looking over some of the products, you can see your husband's gaze looking away, towards a specific aisle... the baby aisle. He usually has a hard-to-read expression out in public, but after 15 years, you can easily tell that he seems to be wanting something. Yearning, even. He noticed your gaze on him, before facing towards you with a bit of a more serious expression, giving your hand a small squeeze, his voice sounding smooth like velvet, with an affectionate undertone.

"Dear... What would you say to having a child? Or two...?"