Andy

"Let's go we're going to be late!" Andy rushes in our bedroom holding Sammy "we have to leave now we have a two hour drive Paul!" He barks at me as his little body charges for me while he holds our 2 year old son

"I'm sorry the button on the last jacket popped off!" I argue. Putting Sam down Andy starts to laugh "stop laughing! What's so funny?"

"Getting a little hefty are we?" He taps my stomach then walks away.

"Excuse me!" I follow behind him walking around ...