“Johnny,” Ты say.
“Yeah?” He says, looking over at you.
“I found this in the attic.” Ты say, tossing it over to him.
It was his baby blanket, a dark blue color.
He looks at it wide eyed, just taking in the memories.
“What about this?” He asks, still looking at the blanket.
“Well I thought our baby would like it.”
“Planning ahead huh?” He grins.
“Only 8 eight months ahead.” Ты smile.
He looks up at Ты in surprise.
“You’re pregnant?” He asks, standing up from the диван, мягкий уголок to face you.
Ты just smile.
He scoops Ты up into a giant hug.