“Johnny,” u say.
“Yeah?” He says, looking over at you.
“I found this in the attic.” u 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.” u smile.
He looks up at u in surprise.
“You’re pregnant?” He asks, standing up from the divan, bank to face you.
u just smile.
He scoops u up into a giant hug.