“Not funny Mommy sick,” Liam said.
“Not funny at all, buddy,” Adam said.
Liam went to his mother and patted her head. “It’s okay, Mommy. We almost home. Look.”
Abby reached for him and hugged him close. “I can’t wait to be home. What’s the first thing you want to do?”
“Play trucks.”
“Then that’s what we’ll do.”
* * *
Grant and Stephanie, along with Grace and Evan, had been hard at work at Adam and Abby’s house for two days, making sure everything was ready for them to bring home the babies.
They’d decided to turn the downstairs guest room and bathroom into a bedroom for Adam and Abby so they could base all operations on the main floor of their two-story home.
“I hope they’ll forgive us for this,” Stephanie said as she eyed the four bassinets on wheels that the guys had put together, along with the two changing tables that had been moved from the nursery upstairs to the living room.
“They’ll be thanking us,” Grace said. “It’ll be so much easier for them to have everything down here.”
Grant checked his watch. “We need to get going to meet the boat.”
Grace had summoned the entire family, asking them to be there when the ferry arrived to welcome their new nephews and cousins as well as Adam, Abby and Liam, who’d been away from the island for months.
The four of them took a good look around at the setup they’d labored to put together.
“I think it’s perfect,” Grace said. “They’ll be so thankful.”
“That we broke into their house and rearranged everything?” Evan asked.
“Yes, exactly,” Grace said. “They didn’t know they needed this, but they’ll appreciate it.”
“I agree,” Steph said. “They’re all set to maintain first-floor operations for as long as it takes to get the babies into the nursery upstairs, which could take months.”
Grace rested her hand on her pregnant belly. “Thank God I’m only having one.”
“Same,” Steph said. “Four would take me over the edge.”
“Abby is the perfect person for this challenge.” Grant had dated her for ten years a lifetime ago. “She’s had a lot of craziness in her life. What’s a little more?”
“Four babies,” Evan said with a shudder. “I couldn’t do it.”
“Of course you could,” Grace said. “What choice would you have?”
“You’re not trying to tell me something, are you?”
“Relax. Still only one in there.”
They rode together in Grant’s car to the ferry landing, where they met up with the rest of the family. Laura had brought balloons, and Katie had made a big banner for the kids to hold that said Welcome Home, Liam, Murphy, Rory, Kane and Beckett!
Thomas and Ashleigh took charge of the banner while Hailey and Mac ran in circles around them, full of excitement.
Mallory and Quinn arrived, followed by Riley and Nikki, Finn and Chloe, Kevin, Chelsea and baby Summer, as well as Big Mac’s older brother, Frank, and his fiancée, Betsy. Bringing up the rear were Luke and Sydney Harris, with their daughter, Lily.
“Where are Mac and Maddie?” Shane asked.
“Good question,” Ned muttered. “Haven’t resurfaced from their night away yet.” He held baby Emma while Francine had Evie. “Ready to turn these hooligans back over to their parents.”