“How does it look?” Fey asked as she moved back and looked at her handiwork.
Nicole tilted her head to the side, squinting her eyes before she shook her head, “nope. I don’t think that should be there.”
Fey groaned and threw her hands up. “I swear it if it wasn’t for that overgrown stomach of yours, I would smack you!”
Nicole pouted, rubbing her stomach lovingly. “Aunt Fey didn’t mean that sweetheart,” she mumbled to her stomach before moving to the rocking chair and sitting down. She looked up at the hanging decorations and chuckled. “You know, it doesn’t look bad if you see it from here.”
“Oh thank goodness!” Fey sighed with relief as she quickly got down on the fluffy carpet and laid down, spreading her arms and legs wide.
Right at that moment, there were squeals and small were he
