“It’s not fair! No one’s gonna know I’m an alien!”

“Charlie, remember what grandma said will happen if you keep making faces?”

“It’ll freeze that way…”

“Let’s not have that happen, then. What seems to be the problem?”

“Connor’s got green freckles and I don’t! If I don’t look like an alien, who will believe me?”

“Hey, kiddo, you can express being an alien in different ways, you know. Like I use makeup and my favorite t-shirt.”

“But I wanna look like an alien for real! And makeup’s too girly!”

“Hm. You are just under ten, after all. Maybe some alien features might come in when you get a little older.”

“Can that really happen?”

“I think so.”

“I can’t wait to get older, then!”

It’s not a party until someone goes into labor outside and scares the bejeebers out of everyone!

TIL babies can fly!

Poor charlie ahahaha

Jill tells the best stories! I wonder what the toilet character is like.

The pregnancy hasn’t been all too kind to Buck, though. He even fell asleep in soup!

Connor Grunt appreciation post before he becomes a big brother c:

Sunday Morning Fever – Buck & Jill

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It was expected of Buck to handle most of the morning routine. Waking up Connor, preparing breakfast, and taking Teddy outside were all just part of the daily workload. That said, when he wasn’t up early, something was usually the matter.

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Sunday Morning Fever – Buck & Jill

It was expected of Buck to handle most of the morning routine. Waking up Connor, preparing breakfast, and taking Teddy outside were all just part of the daily workload. That said, when he wasn’t up early, something was usually the matter.

“Hey, sleepyhead!” Jill’s cheerful tone faded upon observing her husband’s appearance. “You slept late today.”

“Are you feeling okay? You’re all flushed.” She placed a cool hand on his cheek.

“Dot perfect, but I cahd badage.”

“You sound awful, hon. I’ll take care of everything today. You just get back up to bed, okay?”

“Are you sure?”

“Absolutely.”

Under a mess of blankets, Buck was barely visible. Jill provided him with just about everything she thought he would need, not exactly predicting that he’d be out like a light and let his tea get cold. She made note to heat it up later.

Jill couldn’t quite tell if he was still asleep or about to wake up, but she was going to check on him either way.

“Hmmm, still warm.” She mumbled.

Gently standing up as to not wake Buck, Jill whispered: “let me know if you need anything, alright?” There was a high chance he didn’t hear her, but it was worth a shot.

(some extra pictures I had no room for)