"All over everything." J.J. raised his eyebrows at her. "But you're probably right. Getting them started early can't hurt. Just wish they were decorating my walls at a higher skill level." Crayon scribbles weren't high art, in his opinion.
"I was kidding! But I won't say no. Mary-Beth and I could probably use a night out. You know, preferably not to Chuck-E Cheese." Theree weren't people there he wanted to talk to either. And he wasn't a fan of singing robots either. Kids.
He laughed and shook his head, "Who has a sweaty beard?" Certainly not him. "It's called air conditioning." He shrugged at her. "It's gonna come out when it wants to come out, Abby. Good luck telling it otherwise. Anyway, is it a boy or a girl?"