Saturday morning, we lazed around the house making pancakes for breakfast and hanging out in Jase's cave watching cartoons with the kids. I glanced around at each of them sprawled out in a chair or on the floor, Emmy in Jase's lap, and wondered how we'd come so far in such a short period of time. I grinned at my little blonde beauty, wondering how she was going to take the news of a baby and whether she'd ever be able to share her daddy with anyone else.
We hadn't told the kids about the baby yet but decided they should know before anyone else did, including Jase's parents. He looked over his shoulder, through Emmy's golden tresses before he plucked her from his lap and set her down in front of him. With the remote in hand, I turned off the television and got resounding objections from a
