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"You're pretty good at this dad thing, you know," I tell him as our paths unite on the footpath that's been worn through our property between the house and the barnyard.
"I've had some practice, you know." He winks and bends to give me a kiss.
He was good at it from the beginning, which started just ten months after that first night. It didn't happen right away, but we didn't do anything to avoid it and, sure enough, I had to have my wedding dress altered to fit over my growing baby bump.
Ten years, and four babies later, we've moved out of the family cabin up at the springs so that the kids can have more space-- and so we could add the barn and the fenced pen for the goats.
"How's we end up with these things again?" Vale stands beside me with one arm wrapped around me and the other holding Wren while she coos baby talk at the goats that have gathered along the fence in hopes that we brought carrots or apples.
"One for our engagement present," I begin the count, "one for a wedding present, one for Playa, one for Cardinal, one for Montana, and one for baby Wren."
When I get to Wren's goat, I tickle the back of her chubby knee as she kicks in her daddy's arms and giggles.
"That's only six, where'd the rest come from?" Vale grumbles about the herd of goats we've acquired over the years, thanks to his grandmother's mischief-- and the fact that the family has had a harder and harder time having their goats butchered for meat with every passing year.
"Honey, if you don't know where babies come from by now, I think we need to have a little talk later." I tease my husband with a light hip check that bumps him mid-thigh.
"Maybe this talk should include some demonstration to go with it," Vale leans down to whisper suggestively against my ear. "I want to make sure I understand the processthoroughly."
My tummy flutters and a tingle runs through me from where Vale's hot breath hits my ear all the way through me to the heat between my legs.
"You know, auntie Terra was just asking if we wanted a babysitter for the night. I think I'll just text her back and tell her she can pick the kids up on her way home later."
We decided that Wren was going to be our last baby, but I'm never going to turn down the chance show my husband exactly how babies are made.
