My wife let out a choked sob, laughing through her tears. “Look at you, my sweet little angel,” she whispered. “So strong and stubborn like your daddy. What am I going to do with the two of you?” My shoulders shook with silent laughter. “You promised me four more babies.” Julianna leveled me with a glare. “Two.” “Four,” I shot back. Her lips pursed. “Three.” “Deal.”
