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.

means 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

“Come on,” I say,

breakfast, the boys ask a million 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

asks, shoveling down his cereal at a

him. I had sent him

The doctor told me you’ll be fine – you just need sleep – but I’m worried. Please let

me from my

hesitate at this one, and

Alvin pleads, Ian

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

say, acquiescing. It’s their day, after

Evelyn: Are you up?

breathe a sigh

today – but I’m fine. I’m sorry

Glad you are better. Snow day today! The boys want everyone to participate, so get

wait long

captain. All

later, the boys bolt across the yard, looking like two happy little marshmallow men in their puffy snow suits. As promised, Victor and his family are there,

and 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 marshmallows that Evelyn doesn’t know how they can stand

a fort and have a snowball fight, he orders the

grow dark. Then, wrapping a blanket around her shoulders, Evelyn goes outside. “Come on, boys!” She calls

they are tired – the boys all trudge in,

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

Alvin asks,

looking at Alvin

follows eagerly after. Henry, earlier in the day, had asked to

suspiciously. “I don’t want

Alvin says,

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

sit together peacefully for a while, watching TV, when Ian

“Can we have some of the tea that Uncle Rafe made

continues. “We want to be like

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