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.

everything will slow down today,” I say, shrugging. “There’s too much snow for anyone to do anything or go anywhere, so the whole city will take a break. Everyone will stay home and

“Come on,” I say, heading for my door. “Let’s go make

questions about what they’ll do today. I am pleased by 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 – sledding, hot cocoa, snowball

papa come?” Ian asks, shoveling down his cereal at a

had sent him

me you’ll be fine – you just need sleep – but

bright, distracting me from my

this one, and he

Alvin pleads, Ian

says, his eyes wide. “We just want to spend our snow day

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

Evelyn: Are you up?

later and I breathe a sigh

Very groggy today – but I’m fine. I’m sorry to

boys want everyone to participate, so get your butts out in

have to wait long for

aye, captain. All

two happy little marshmallow men in their puffy snow suits. As promised, Victor and his family are

wet that they can’t feel their fingers anymore. When that happens, they come inside to be wrapped in blankets by their grandmother and fed so much cocoa with

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

looking at them out the window, as the sky starts to grow dark. Then, wrapping a blanket around her shoulders, Evelyn

chagrin – for they are tired – the boys all

and Alvin off with their gear and begins to prepare

we eat with pop pop?” Alvin asks, watching

at Alvin curiously out of the

Alvin follows eagerly after. Henry, earlier in the day, had asked to be transferred into his

their plates suspiciously.

Alvin says, smiling

fast to drop any,” Ian says, and indeed, the boys shovel the food into their mouths at

watching

tea that

Alvin continues. “We want to be

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