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“I’m sorry.”
He leaned over and pecked me on the cheek. I sighed and rested my head back against the couch. Sid mirrored my posture. The only sound was the television.
“Where’s Lily?” I asked.
Sid lifted his head and looked around. “Where’s Shiloh?”
“Crap,” I whispered. I handed him Ava and darted into the kitchen.
“Lily,no,” I whined. An empty jar of peanut butter sat beside her, and Shiloh’s black fur was light brown. Lily had peanut butter in her hair and all over her body and clothes.
“Shit,” Sid said from behind me. I groaned and turned around, bracing myself for an angry scowl. To my surprise, Sid wasn’t angry at all. He was laughing. “I guess someone is going to need a bath. Shiloh, tub.”
Shiloh took off toward the guest bath. Sid handed me Isaac and picked up Lily. He curled his lip in disgust and held her well away from his body. Lily giggled the entire way to the bathroom.
I went back to the living room and made sure everyone else was okay while Sid bathed Lily and Shiloh together. An hour later, there was a knock at the door. Sid opened it, and the dads poured in.
“I can’t believe everyone survived,” Frank said.
“Thanks for having faith in me,” I snipped.
“I had faith in you, but not the kids. Or Sid.”
Sid opened his mouth and then glanced at Gracie and closed it. He scowled at Frank.
“I had bath wif doggie,” Lily told Peter.
“You did?” he asked and shot us a look.
I looked at Sid. He shrugged. “She got into the peanut butter and covered herself and the dog. I bathed them together since Shiloh does well in the water.”
Peter burst out laughing. “Kate should have warned you about her. The same thing happened last week at Frank’s. Except with a pig and poop.”
“Ew,” I said, wrinkling up my nose. The peanut butter suddenly didn’t seem so bad.
“Let’s let these guys have some peace,” Jacob said.
Sid helped the guys load all the baby stuff and then the kids into their vehicles. The house was finally quiet, and I collapsed onto the couch. Sid came in and sat beside me.
“Wow. That was a lot harder than I thought,” he said.
“Yeah.”
He turned on the television and reclined on the couch. I snuggled into his side.
“Thanks for helping me today,” I said.
“Any time.”
“You handled them well.”
“That’s not what you said earlier.”
“I was frazzled.”
He chuckled.
“Do you want kids?” I bit my lip while I waited for his answer. The silence stretched out between us, and I wanted to take back what I said.
