Chapter 45: Pandemonium Begins

I had barely enough time to quickly eat two pieces of toast, before the door opened and my grandma came in first.

I met her with a huge hug.

I was still in my night gown, I didn’t even have a chance to change first.

Taylor happily hugged her too, and I stood back beaming.

“I have some gifts in the trunk-“ Grandma began.

“I’ll get them. Go on inside and get warm.” Taylor offered.

“Come on, Grandma. I’ll put some coffee on, I’m sure everyone will be here shortly.” I smiled.

“I’ll do that, Emma.” Grandma offered. “You really should get dressed.”

I nodded. “Okay, that sounds like a good plan.”

I hurried up the stairs and changed into my new maternity dress pants, a billowy silk top and a black cardigan.

I fixed my hair, arranging my curls around my shoulders.

Taylor came up the stairs, I heard him rummaging around and quickly yanking on clothes. He appeared in the bathroom, still buttoning his shirt.

“Anything I can help you with sweetheart?” He asked.

I grinned. “I think I’m okay. How do I look?” I did a small turn.

Taylor smirked hugely, advancing toward me. He caught my face gently between his hands, and lowered a soft kiss to my lips. “I think you look incredibly beautiful and I love you, very very much.”

I was grinning like a complete idiot. I was deliriously happy.

“You’re grandma is really eager for us to open the gifts she got us.” He picked up my hand.

I nodded. “Okay.”

I let him lead me down the stairs. A fresh pile of perfectly wrapped gifts were sitting in the middle of the living room.

I glanced frantically at Taylor.

He smiled at me.

Grandma came out of the kitchen, handing Taylor a mug of coffee.

“Honey, have a seat.” Taylor offered.

I nodded and found the same chair.

Taylor resumed the same role. He doled out gifts.

There was another large gift in the middle of the floor, and I wondered how Taylor had managed to lift it to bring it into the house.

Taylor nudged it toward me.

I sat upright, and lifted the tag that was dangling from the corner of the box.

I laughed softly, glancing up at Taylor. “It’s says it’s for ‘Baby A and Baby B’.” I laughed softly.

Taylor smirked, sitting down on the arm of my chair again. “Hmm… do you think we should wait another three months, then and they can open it themselves?”

“No! Open it now!” Grandma gasped.

I laughed softly at her eagerness.

Taylor lightly stroked my back. “Okay, go ahead and open it.” He encouraged me.

“You can help too.” I answered.

“Both of you open it, or you’re grounded.” Grandma said suddenly. “Don’t tempt me, I’ll do it. I’ve got seniority here, don’t mess with me.”

Taylor and I both laughed.

“We’d better do it.” Taylor smirked.

He took one side and I took the other, helping him remove the perfect wrapping.

It took several seconds, but finally the paper was cleared. Taylor gathered it in his hands, smiling.

I scanned the picture on the front of the box. It was a stroller. There were two carriers sitting side-by-side above four wheels and a compartment at the back and bottom for diaper bags and miscellaneous items.

I beamed happily. “Oh, Grandma, it’s perfect! Thank you so much! It’s exactly what we need!” I got to my feet with surprising speed, crossing the living room and hugging her.

Taylor chuckled, examining the box further. He followed me and hugged my grandma, thanking her as well.

I beamed happily. “This is perfect. Not even born yet, and they’re being spoiled.” I laughed softly, laying my hands over my stomach.

Grandma laid her hand with mine. “I know, I was going to wait to give it to you closer to your due date, but I was too excited. Besides, by then I’ll probably have a million other ideas on what to get them.” She smiled.

“Thanks grandma.” I smiled.

“Any time.” She beamed.

“Okay, let’s open some more gifts!” Taylor crowed.

I laughed. “He’s like a big kid.”

“I see that.” Grandma laughed.

Taylor helped me back into my chair and I sighed softly. Taylor placed another gift in my lap.

Our gift opening took less than half an hour, and before long, Grandma and I were cleaning up the discarded wrapping paper. She helped me take a few things upstairs.

Taylor brought up the strollers, having to struggle some on the stairs with it. He refused to let me help him at all.

I watched him push the box into a corner of the nursery. “I’ll put it together later, sweetie, I promise.” He smiled.

“It’s okay. No big rush.” I said quickly. “We still have three more months.” I answered.

He bent and lightly kissed my stomach. “I’ll get on it as soon as I can.”

I smiled and followed him down the stairs.

The doorbell rang and before either of us could even answer the door, it opened and a parade of kids came running in.

“Oh!” I cried as Mackenzie, Avery and Jessica all came running at me, hugging me tightly.

“Merry Christmas!” They all yelled.

I laughed softly.

“Remember what I told you guys. Emma has babies, so we have to be careful with her.” Taylor reminded them.

I grinned hugely.

Diana helped Zoe out of her winter coat and Zoe came toward me, crashing into my legs. I hoisted her over my belly. “Guess what.” I whispered to her. “Santa left some presents here for you too.”

Zoe grinned hugely, squirming to be let free. I set her down on her feet and she ran into the living room.

Walker helped Diana from her coat and hung it in the closet.

Zac and Isaac came into the house, both carrying arm loads of wrapped gifts.

“Oh, wow.” I breathed. “More gifts!”

Taylor laughed. “I warned you, Christmas in the Hanson family is a huge deal.”

I laughed. “I can see that.”

“There are more in the van.” Walker suggested.

“I’ll go out and help.” Taylor offered. He kissed me softly and stuffed his feet into his boots.

He disappeared outside and his brother’s followed a few moments later after having left the gifts in the living room.

I followed Mrs. Hanson into the living room. “Kids! No one opens gifts until everyone is here!” She scolded lightly.

I smiled and grandma came into the room, hugging Jessica and Avery.

“There’s coffee ready if you guys want some…”

“I’d love some.” Walker said, moving into the kitchen.

“The kettle is on for tea, too…” Grandma suggested, then she turned on me. “Emma, honey. You really should sit down.”

I sat but felt it necessary to add. “I’m really okay.” I replied.

“Are you sure we can’t get you anything?” Diana offered.

“Oh, I’m fine, thank you. Really.”

“Hey, waiting on her is my job.” Taylor said, carrying in another huge gift. This one was wrapped in about three different mismatched wrapping paper.

Isaac was carrying in another gift of equal size. The second was wrapped much more neatly.

Taylor was grinning. “More gifts for Baby A and Baby B.” He smirked.

I gaped, “Oh, you didn’t!” I said to Taylor’s parents.

Diana grinned. “Sorry, I couldn’t resist.”

We contentedly watched the kids open their gifts first. Taylor and I opened the gifts for the babies last.

Taylor tore the paper eagerly off one and I the other.

I gasped. “Highchairs?” I cried. “Oh, they’re perfect!” They were a matching set, made of dark wood. The padded seat was green and yellow striped.

“They’re easy to clean too. I know you won’t be using them for a while, but at least you’ll have them when you need them.” Diana replied.

“And they have seatbelts. So you don’t accidentally drop one of the kids.”

“Yeah, otherwise you end up with Zac.” Isaac quipped.

“Oh, shut up.” Zac rolled his eyes.

“They’re beautiful! Thank you so much!” I stood and hugged both his parents.

Taylor did the same.


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