Luisa: ...so if Jamie can lift 25 pounds, but her purse weighs 30 pounds, why can't she lift it?
Rabbit: Because it doesn't go with her outfit!
Luisa: Well, no, not exactly...
Rabbit: It doesn't match her shoes!
Pippin: Ah, good. Tutoring is going quite well.
Pippin: Wait, you got a lamp, too?
Luisa: Yes, I most certainly did! I'd like riches, please.
Genie: Okay, sounds good.
Danny: I was going to head to the grocery, do you need anything, honey?
Luisa: Yes, could you pick up some apples and buy the hospital for me?
Danny: Umm...yes?
Nina: Today's my birthday. Today, I become a full-grown, mature adult. Today, I morph into an old dragon-lady. How should I spend this monumental day in my growth?
Thanks for responding to my woohooty text!
You'll leave as soon as we're done, right?
Rabbit: So, Pippin, these books are helping me get smart, but I don't think this outfit is quite so smart.
Pippin: But you love red.
Rabbit: True, but I have some ideas. Are you okay with me making some minor tweaks?
Pippin: Umm, sure, that should be fine...
Rabbit: How's
this look?
Pippin: Nice, but I don't think you know what the word "minor" means.
Rabbit: Why is the trashcan in the middle of the living room?
Pippin: What? Are you indicating that I was rearranging the house again?
Rabbit: No.
Pippin: Oh, well good, 'cause I wasn't.
Nina: Okay, next text...
Thanks for coming to my birthday party! You'll leave when we're done, right?
Luisa: Ooooo my back is so sore!
Pippin: Didn't the trip to the spa help?
Luisa: Only a bit. I'm hoping to have my little girl and be done with this whole pregnancy nonsense.
Pippin: Wait, haven't you been chowing down on apples?
Luisa: Yeah, a bit of a craving I suppose. Why do you ask...oh...right...apples....
Nina: 'kay thanks, bye. Next up is...
Look at you all doctored up!
Timmothy: I'm going to need to give you a full-body inspection.
Nina: No, let's just woohoo instead.
Timmothy: That was intended to be a bit of naughty banter.
Nina: You got me a banner for my birthday! How sweet. You'll leave right after we're done, right?
Pippin: You always pick the most immodest sleepwear when you're pregnant!
Luisa: Hey, I look
good when I'm pregnant.
Nina: Maybe just one more...What?!? He says he's too busy?!? I'm going to go have words with that man. It's my birthday, for crying out loud!
Luisa: Ooowwww!!! Pippin!! Do something!!
Pippin: Why me? I'm just a disembodied voice to you!
Luisa: Can't you get help?
Pippin: Didn't you just buy a hospital?
Luisa: I wanted a home birth!
Pippin: I'll try to get some help.
Nina: Oh my goodness! When you're done being the Goodyear blimp, can we take in that outfit a whole bunch and I can borrow it?
Luisa: Really, Pippin?
This is the help you brought?
Pippin: I'll try again.
Luisa: HURRY!!
Danny: Oh my goodness!! I'll get...maybe I could...I have no idea what to do!!
Pippin: See, I brought help.
Danny: AHH!! It's that voice again!!
Rabbit: It's okay, mom, I'm here!
Luisa: Thank you, sweetie. You're about to have a baby brother or sister.
Rabbit: Oh, papa! Isn't this wonderful?
Danny: It certainly is!
Rabbit: Oh, and I've decided that I want to be a musician when I grow up.
Danny: So, you mean the music career path?
Rabbit: I was thinking more like an independent musician on an indie label.
Luisa: Hello?!? Pregnant lady over here!
Rabbit and Danny: Right! Sorry!
Nina: I'm aging up!! I feel tired already!
Luisa: Seriously? I'm about to give birth and you're blowing party horns for Nina?
Nina: What can I say? I like being the center of attention.
Luisa: Welcome to the world, little one!
Pippin: This little guy certainly hurt your poor spine throughout the pregnancy, didn't he?
Luisa: Indeed. So his name will be Spine.
Danny: Rabbit and Spine? What unique names our kids have.
Rabbit: Whoo!! Double birthday!! It must be party time!!!
Everybody throw on your party clothes!