TJ groaned as he woke up, their daughter deciding to practice her tap dancing routine. He rubbed a hand over his belly and turned to say something to Tim, noticing that his husband wasn't in bed. He did smile at the gifts, though. He sat up and opened the card, automatically getting misty at the words. He blamed the hormones for that. Getting out of bed, TJ slipped on the robe and slippers before going to look for Tim. The mistiness became full fledge tears as he saw everything that Tim had done. Happy tears, of course. He sniffled and wiped at his eyes, just looking at everything.