"That's great," I say. "You two look happy."
"We are," says Aaron, looking at Loren.
Loren smiles at him and mouths, "I love you." He kisses her again and then bends down to kiss her round belly.
Adam, who's been in one of the back rooms, comes in and hugs Loren.
"Are the girls still sleeping?" he asks.
"They're getting dressed," Loren says. "Are you all hungry?"
"I am," says Adam.
"Where did Laila go?" I ask.
Right then, Laila, Holly, and Tori step out of one of the bedrooms.
"I was helping the girls with their hair," says Laila in answer to my question.
The girls have their hair in matching French braids.
"Oh, my goodness!" exclaims Loren. "you two look like twins."
Holly starts giggling and asks, "Can twins have different colored hair?"
"Yes," says Laila. "Fraternal twins can have different hair colors."
"It pays to have a doctor in the family," says Aaron.
Loren has made breakfast burritos stuffed with eggs, bacon, and potatoes.
Just as we're getting ready to eat, the doorbell rings.
"That must be Jon," says Aaron, getting up to answer the door. "He's dropping off my changing table. Yes, from when I was a baby. Mom kept it all these years."
"Good morning, everyone," says Jon in greeting. "Sorry, I'm late. I lost track of time at Peter's. Your mom is still there chatting with Christina."
"Thank you for picking up the changing table," says Aaron. "Mom is adamant that we use it for the baby since we didn't have it for Holly."
"That thing is heavy," says Jon. "I'll need help pulling it off the truck."
"That's our cue," I say. Adam and I stand up and head out the door.
"It's solid wood," says Aaron as we pull the table off the truck. "We'll put it in the garage so I can strip it and paint it white."
"This is nice," I say, putting the table on the floor. "Are you sure you want to paint it?"
"It's nice, but it's old," says Aaron. "All the furniture in the room is white, so we want it to match."
"I have to go get measured for a tux this morning," I say. "But I can come back in a couple of hours if you want me to help you sand this thing."
"Loren has a doctor's appointment in an hour," Aaron says. "Can you meet me back here this afternoon?"
"Okay, I'll see you then," I say. "Gentlemen, have a great day."
"Oh, we'll probably still be here when you get back," says Adam. "Loren wants all the furniture in the bedroom moved around to fit a co-sleeper on her side of the bed."
"Alrighty then," I say. “So, let me get this straight —you have an entire bedroom filled with baby furniture, but the baby will be sleeping with you in your bedroom?"