Alison spared another glance to the invitation--an ill-timed action, as it gave Donovan a chance to kick off his shoes and squeal his disapproval. With a sigh, Ali rubbed his hair until he calmed again before retrieving the shoes. "You aren't the king of anything yet, little man, and even when you are I'll still be your mother," she reminds him ( Read more... )

Birthdays for twins were more than twice as hard. Three times, at least, Ali thought; four when they're as different as her two. And she wouldn't have it any other way. Having twice as many presents was easy. A double theme was a little harder, but birds and bees work well enough. There were two colors predominant in the decorations, a cheery ( Read more... )

The problem with an impulsive and generous nature was that there were certain kinds of items Ali would rarely be able to own for long. This rarely bothered her, because the items she would give away were not the sort to which she'd often become attached. But music, that was another story. She might not be a great artist, but her appreciation ran ( Read more... )

New Year's Eve was probably the only night of the year everyone in the Trainer household had plans. Ali and Sasha were off to a concert, with high hopes of introductions to a wild-haired author of whom they are so fond. The older children were off to sleepovers and "grown-up" parties with friends; the younger, to see their fathers. Or, in the ( Read more... )

I would like to welcome Donovan Ambrose and Cateline Dory into the worlds. They are as perfect and beautiful as I could ever imagine. I can only hope I shall be a suitable mother for two children so destined for greatness. I know you all understand why I have to limit visitors for the first few days. This is family time ( Read more... )