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She had been crossing the road, heading towards the park to meet up with her son and husband. She had turned the corner just in time to see two year old Oliver, who had been wriggling in Theodore's lap, shove a handful of grass in her husband's mouth. Oliver cooed in delight, before trodding over to his mother.
"Mummy!", he chirped. "I tricked daddy!" His face was gleeful.
"Oliver-" Theodore sputtered around blades of grass, coughing.
"Good job baby!" She laughed, hugging her toddler. She couldn't help but gaze over to Theodore who was still trying to get grass out of his mouth.
Theodore sighed, feeling defeated as he wiped the grass off his shirt and mouth. "Looks like Oliver wins this round", he chucked, giving the toddler a playful wink.
"Daddy!" Oliver squealed, running over and latching himself on Theodore's arm. "Daddy, don't be a sore loser." His little voice was brimming with innocence and laughter.
Theodore couldn't help but smile at his son's remark. "Oh Oliver", he spoke, ruffling the boy's hair, "you know I'm always a good sport."
She watched the two boys in awe. She never thought she would be here, it still felt like a dream some days. Theodore and Oliver, a perfect little family. "I think we need another one." She motioned towards Oliver.
Theodore gave her a puzzled look, as she motioned towards Oliver. "Another one?", he asked, wondering what she meant before his smile turned into a mischievous grin. "Makenzie, are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" He couldn't ignore how much the thought captivated him.
She couldn't help but smile at him. "It wouldn't be so bad would it? Another one to go after you?"
Theodore groaned playfully, shaking his head. "Another one to cause havoc and keep me on my toes?" I don't know love", he teased, a glint of amusement in his eyes. "I might need some convincing."
She placed her hand on her stomach, little did he know she was already pregnant with baby number two. "I don't think you have a choice.."
Theodore's eyes widened in disbelief, his expression filled with a mix of surprise and elation. "Are you serious?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He placed his hand lovingly on her stomach, an overwhelming rush of emotions flooding him. His eyes were filled with joy and hope.
"I am, another Nott." She gushed before reaching her hand out for her son. "Oliver, do you want to be a big brother?"
Oliver's eyes widened with excitement, "Me, a big brother?" His response was accompanied by an excited giggle. "Yay!" he exclaimed, raising his arms in the air.
She laughed to herself before she gazed back at her husband, gushing in happiness.
Theodore was completely astonished and overjoyed by the news. He couldn't believe it - another child on the way! "Oh my goodness, Makenzie, we're going to have another baby!" He couldn't contain his excitement, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her in for a tight embrace. "A big brother, Oliver!" he exclaimed, lifting the toddler up in his arms.
She felt so much love as her arms wrapped around her husband and son. "I better get a girl this time, I can't stand being outnumbered."
Theodore chuckled, holding his family close. "I don't know, love. Our son's pretty amazing. But I wouldn't mind a girl either. A little princess to dote on."
