"You know, I've been thinking." Sam was pacing back and forth in the living room, addressing Peri and Thea's bassinets. No, he didn't think there was anything wrong with talking to the babies like this. Why would he? "Daddy needs a hobby, doesn't he ( Read more... )

You'd think an active guy like Sam would get restless staying at home for days on end, but taking care of two newborn babies -- even if it was a job split between three people -- was hard work. No, really, lying on the couch while one of the twins slept on him? Look, it had been hard work convincing her that it was naptime, and before that had ( Read more... )

Sam was restless again. He still didn't want to stray far from the house, but the thought of watching TV or sitting in front of the computer made him twitchy with the inactivity of it all, and there was still too much pent-up bitterness in the idea of sports for him to "test out" the equipment he'd built in the backyard. (Never mind that it would ( Read more... )

The problem with working so singlemindedly on the playground set and baseball diamond and Pyramid court for the backyard was that now that Sam was done with them, he wasn't really sure what to do with himself ( Read more... )

All things considered, Sam had done pretty well with this quitting-smoking thing, but every now and then he still got a little fidgety.

Today, said fidgeting took the form of sitting on the front porch, one knee bouncing up and down at near-jackhammer speed, as he attempted to solve a Rubik's Cube.

It wasn't going very well at all.

[OOC: Open, ( Read more... )

The sports equipment in the backyard was as set up as even Sam could justify it being right now, and unless they decided to completely tear the nursery apart and start over from scratch (Phoebe would probably kill them) there was nothing major left to throw a ridiculous amount of energy into there, either ( Read more... )

It was Sam's birthday today ( Read more... )

Stupid earworm. Stupid, stupid vague sense of music in his head that kept getting stronger lately, and wouldn't leave him alone. It only compounded matters that the distraction was making it impossible for Sam to get any work on the nursery done -- he'd gotten so caught up in the tuneless humming that he'd whacked his thumb badly, and he ( Read more... )

Sam had been wandering around the house in a daze ever since Lilly's bombshell news from earlier today -- the sort of daze where he finished all his chores unthinkingly and then suddenly stopped and wondered when exactly he'd gotten around to putting away the clean laundry ( Read more... )

He felt somewhat reassured after the news Cole had given him last night, but Sam didn't think he was going to feel completely better until they actually had Phoebe back with them ( Read more... )