Ace excels in smiling. He times them exactly right, catches you right when you're pissed about changing a diaper AGAIN. He misses Grandma Lynn. So does his dad.

( Aaron )

( Severus )

( His Will sent to the above named. )

I don't get the idiots that try and shoot fireworks out their asses.

Shit. Fuck.

We should have a chat again soon, Lynn.

( Delivered to Tess. )

Help me out here.

Is it okay for a guy, a real man's man here, to really get a kick outta baby toes? And the way they yawn? And the way they're kinda smelly but in a good way? Okay, stopping now...

*Cough* How about them Lakers?

So how to balance out the ick cuteness factor with being so fucking in love with the little bugger you can't see straight?

Current Mood: giddy

Goddamn fucking TiVo.

Tess is ready. It's pretty fucking obvious Ace wants outta there. If Tess buys anymore for the layette there won't be any room in the nursery for ACE. Lynn has pretty much bought every item made for a baby boy in the State of California. Any other baby boy gets born in May they are shit outta luck.

So we're ready. BRING IT.

( Aaron Echolls )

Did I mention?

Freedom is so sweet.

The Neptune Grand. Well, well, well.

Aaron babe, we should talk.

Logan, I'm sorry.

You too, Lynn. I am deeply sorry for all those years.

Oh. . .

I seem to have had too much to drink. . . God, I love freedom.

Good morning, Neptune!