Oirat, Week 8Early one morning, Xarelto heard a thumping noise from upstairs. He hurried up and saw that little hearts were coming out of the closet. This was even stranger than the heart-shaped clouds.
He didn't write about it, but he was curious, so he asked his teacher what it meant. "Probably that your parents were trying to make a baby," she said.
Xarelto found this fascinating. That afternoon he explored the closet to see if it contained anything like his chemistry lab. To his surprise, it just held clothes and shoes.
"Are you going to have a baby?" he asked his mother a while later.
"Yes, I am," she said. "Did your father tell you?"
"No," said Xarelto, "my teacher. I asked her why there were hearts coming out of the closet."
"Oh," said Wendy. "Well, yes, you are going to get a baby brother or sister. Are you happy about that?"
"Sure, mom," said Xarelto.
That night, Wendy relayed the whole incident to Lipitor. "I don't know if I can face his teacher again without blushing," she said.
"I know something that will make it easier," said Lipitor. "Let's go downstairs."
He stopped on the landing. "The last time I asked you to be my girlfriend, you said it was too soon," he reminded her. "Is it still too soon?"
"No," said Wendy with a giggle. They took a picture together.
Downstairs, Lipitor sank to one knee. "Will you make an honest man of me?" he asked.
Wendy agreed, and they went outside to have the ceremony.
Almost as soon as they exchanged their vows, Wendy went into labor. "Oh no, oh no, what should I do?" cried Lipitor.
Meanwhile Wendy was already cuddling their new baby boy, Advil.
Lipitor felt like he was getting to be an old hand at this.
Xarelto didn't mind having a baby brother, especially as he could still go fishing with his dad and the rest of the Garden Gnomes.
The sunset over the pond was really pretty, and he caught a minnow all by himself.
Time passed, and early one morning Lipitor heard Advil crying even though he didn't seem to be hungry or need a diaper change. Lipitor gave him a hand getting out of the bassinet.
"Actually I was hungry, too," said Advil, who was active, like his father.
Once he put his disguise on and got his wardrobe together, Wendy had the two boys sit together on the couch. "You look so adorable in your pajamas," she gushed.
Xarelto resolved to get new pjs as soon as possible. He was almost a teen; he couldn't run around wearing the same outfits as his little brother.
