Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Chapter 116

#Chapter 116 – Snow Day

“Mama.”

I blink, my son’s little voice waking me what feels way too early on a Tuesday morning. “Mama, wake up,” Alvin says again.

“Baby,” I murmur. “What time is it?”

“It’s 5 o’clock,” he says, and I groan, turning my head back into my pillow.

“Come back later, baby,” I say. “Mama’s still sleeping.”

“But mama,” a new voice says. My other son. My other demon, I think, cruel in this moment as my sleep is stripped from me. “Mama, it has snowed.”

At this, I open one eye. “Really?” I ask, curious. My two boys are there, looming over me, nodding their sleep-touseled heads excitedly. “How much?”

“Sooooo much!” Alvin shouts, spreading his arms wide, as if to encompass all the snow in the universe.

“Buckets and buckets of snow!” Ian says, laughing and jumping to his feet, bouncing on my bed.

I laugh with him, unable to help it, and sit up to peer out my window. I gasp at what I see.

The boys are right – at least two full feet of snow cover the landscape. The trees are heavy with it, their boughs sinking towards the ground under their alabaster burden.

“Oh my god,” I say, turning wide eyes towards my boys and pretending a seriousness I don’t actually feel. “Boys, you know what this means right?” I keep my face grave.

“What.” Ian says as he stops bouncing, suddenly worried.

“Can’t we go make a snowman?” Alvin says, equally concerned.

“It means,” I say, ominously. And then, quick as a snake, I snatch each of them by the waist, yelling and pulling them down to the bed. “Snow apocalypse! Snow day forever! So much snow we’ll never get out!”

The boys laugh hysterically, riotously, as I tickle them – kicking and screaming with the pure simple joy of a little boy’s snow day.

I laugh along with them, newly excited for the day. I lay back against my pillow, still laughing, but let them catch their breath.

“What does it really mean, mama,” Alvins says, catching his breath first.

“There’s too much snow for anyone to do anything or go anywhere, so the whole city will take a break. Everyone will

on,” I

the prospect of it – they’ve only had one snow day before, on Christmas, and today is their first real snow. I want them to do it all

asks, shoveling down his cereal

grabbing my phone to text him. I had sent him a text last night, but so far it

told me you’ll be fine – you just need

bright, distracting me from my phone. “And Uncle Rafe

hesitate at this one, and he

Alvin pleads,

“We just want to

sigh. “Fine!” I say, acquiescing. It’s their day, after all. I tap out another text

Evelyn: Are you up?

breathe a sigh of relief as

but I’m fine. I’m sorry

boys want everyone to participate, so get your

have to wait

captain.

later, the boys bolt across the yard, looking like two happy little marshmallow men in their puffy snow

possible. The boys spend half their time outside getting so cold and wet that they can’t feel their fingers anymore.

every whim. If they want to sled, they sled, with Archie chasing them down the hill with every pass. When the boys want to build a fort and have a snowball fight, he orders the Beta team to build the most impressive

the window, as the sky starts to grow dark. Then, wrapping a blanket around her shoulders, Evelyn goes outside. “Come on, boys!” She calls to the three. “It’s growing late,

of chagrin – for they are tired – the boys all trudge

Ian and Alvin off with their gear and begins to prepare their

we eat with pop pop?” Alvin asks, watching her spoon macaroni onto his

says, looking at Alvin curiously out of

eagerly after. Henry, earlier in the day, had asked to be transferred into his favorite comfortable recliner. Ian climbs onto

plates suspiciously. “I don’t want you to drop any food on

says,

any,” Ian says, and indeed, the boys shovel

peacefully for a while, watching TV, when Ian catches Alvin’s eye.

have some of the tea that Uncle Rafe

want to be like the Russian grand

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