Page 27 of Dreams Do Come True
I laugh and drop a kiss on his head. I remember to give him his bear before closing the door and getting in the driver’s seat.
I see Kean walking off to the pay machine, and a few moments later, he returns. “First stop the shops,” Kean says, getting in and buckling up.
“There is a large supermarket near my flat,” I tell him. “It also has a baby shop next door.”
“Good. It might be wise to buy more nappies and stuff. Also, I know we haven’t seen the children’s furniture yet, but I thought we could hire a man and a van to deliver it home.”
I nod as I pull up by the car park barrier and wait for it to lift. A moment later, it does, and I drive away from the hospital.
“I was thinking that. You know we could ask one of your brothers to bring their large van, right?”
Kean nods. “Yeah, but that would spoil the surprise.”
“That’s true.” I concentrate on driving as Kean and Lyric chat with each other. Some of his words I don’t understand, pretty sure Kean doesn’t either, but he keeps the conversation going.
It doesn’t take long to get to the supermarket, and as I look for a space, I see a mother and toddler space free. I always got annoyed when I saw these spaces, but now, I happily park in one. “Are we all going in?”
“We are,” Kean says, grinning. “Our first family shopping trip.”
We get out, Kean collects River, and I grab Lyric.
We walk to the trolleys, and Kean picks a baby and toddler one.
“All right, little man, in you go,” I say, putting him in the seat, while Kean sorts River out.
A moment later, Kean starts pushing the trolley.
I loathe food shopping; it is literally the one chore in the world I detest, but having Kean and Lyric helps make it fun.
I don’t think my trolley has ever looked this healthy. We have carrots and a cucumber, and little round cheeses that are apparently good for strong bones. Lots of different fruits that can be cut up for snacks. More juice, and anything we think will be good. As we walk around, I internet search on what a sixteen-month-old can eat. Pretty much everything, as long as the salt and sugar content is low.
We also pick out food for us to eat, including a hot roast chicken, stuffing and pigs in blankets. Then, spying the cake section, I put in a lot of unhealthy treats. I might have put a few too many in as Kean shakes his head and takes some out. He might be right, I mean, we don’t need two whole cakes, thedonuts and three packets of large cookies. He takes the cakes out and one packet of cookies, but leaves the rest.
We get a few more baby things we think we’ll need, but we can get more next door. After finishing the food shopping, we pop into the baby shop and get things we’ll need like a baby bottle sterilising kit, more bottles and formula, plus some toys, and then look at the children’s clothes. We let Lyric pick a couple of outfits, and we get some for River. How have I never realised before how cute baby boy clothes are? I mean, because of Connie, I knew baby girl clothes were cute, but so are boy clothes. I restrain myself, just barely. I’m sure Reggie and Doris brought baby clothes, so we can check them out tomorrow.
We finally leave the shop, and while I unload the bags into the boot, Kean gets the boys settled, happily chatting to them as he does. I knew Kean would make a brilliant father.
I return the trolley, and as I walk back to the car, I think about Kean and me getting married. We’re already engaged, but now that we have children, we should really think about setting a date. I’ll bring it up with him later.
I settle back in the car and drive us to my flat. I must say I love my flat. It’s a stunning old Georgian house that has been divided into four flats, and each one is massive. I’m on the ground floor, something I am truly thankful for, especially today.
We unload the children first. I carry River while Kean carries Lyric inside.
Kean gasps. “Honey, when you said you lived in a flat, I was not expecting this. It’s stunning.”
This place really is stunning. I kept the original decor and just refreshed it. It has William Morris paper on accent walls, and all the fixtures and fittings are in keeping with the age of the house. The furniture is all mine, though, bought for comfort. As I spent so much time here, I wanted the place to be comfortable.
“It is. When I started at the council, my old counterpart owned this flat. He gave me first refusal on it. As soon as I saw it, I fell in love. It has three bedrooms, two bathrooms and a WC, a large kitchen, dining room and separate lounge. Why don’t you and Lyric look round while I bring the shopping in?”
“We can do that, can’t we, little man?”
Lyric nods his head. “Down Clean.”
Kean looks at me.
“Sure, pretty sure I don’t have anything breakable around.”
Kean puts Lyric down, and I leave them to their exploration as I bring the shopping in, their baby bags, the baby box and Kean’s bag.
