Oct 3, 2016
Laurel sat watching her two children play. Her daughter had apparently decided that her brother belonged in a prison of some sort and overturned the hamper on top of him. Her son for the most part just seemed to be just sitting there completely confused as to how he had gotten stuck inside of the makeshift prison. And for some reason they had decided a third child would be a good idea. “Do not sit on top of the hamper. Sweetheart please let your brother out.” Her hand went to her swollen stomach and she sighed. “No more children, even if I have to give up sex.”
