He and Tess had never thought this day would come. Two weeks late, but it had arrived.He stopped and looked back. Sam was crouched down at a cart parked to the side, intently studying the wheels. At two years old, anything with wheels held his attention. Alex hoisted his son into his arms. Sam stuck his thumb in his mouth and laid his head on Alex’s shoulder.Four-year-old Christopher chattered nonstop beside him. The three Juran men walked together down the hall, in search of Tess and the newest Juran addition.“Want mama,” Sam said around his thumb.“That’s where we’re going,” Alex said, patting his son’s back.“Why a girl?” Christopher asked while trailing a hand along the wall.“Because God decided two boys were enough and we needed a little girl.” Alex studied the numbers on the doors as they passed.Sam popped his thumb out and stuck his tongue out, his latest trick.“Put your tongue back in your mouth.”He giggled.Alex found Tess’s room and sighed. He loved his boys, but couldn’t wait for Tess to come home and take them in hand.
