So, here is the first chapter guys! Sorry if it took kinda a long time, I've been busy with school lately. This is one short chappie, but I hope you guys will love it. Please leave comments and please subscribe and up vote if you like this story. I will try to update as fast as I can. Bye for now and please enjoy!

 

 

 

Love, Quirkyqueen

 

 

 

"Leo baby, please stop running around" the pregnant Tiffany tries to catch her 'nonstop-running-5-year-old-son', Leo. Leo does not listen to his mother and keeps running around. Tiffany gives up and rubs her belly. She is already six months into pregnancy. She is going to give birth to her second child in less than three months, which she has no idea what her unborn baby gender is. She wants it to be a surprise for her and her husband.

  Tiffany leans her back on the sofa while keeps rubbing her big belly. She wonders why Leo is very hyper, even though his father keeps telling Tiffany that when he was young, he was such a calm kid and had a good behavior around people. People often say that 'fruit falls not far from its tree', so Tiffany keeps thinking that her husband was probably a very hyper kid back then. Because she knows for sure that when she was still a small kid, she was such a graceful princess. At least, that was what her mother kept telling and teaching her to be.   Tiffany groans. The baby just kicked her womb, pretty hard to be honest. For some reason, she keeps thinking that her baby is going to be a boy again, which she is not prefer. She prefers a cute tiny baby girl, because she has always wanted to teach her to be an elegant lady and the fact is that she has always wanted to play dress-up with her (hopefully) future baby girl. And she always thinks that a baby girl will definitely be less mischievous than a baby boy. Her five year old son, Leo, is the living proof of it.   Tiffany looks at the clock and curses, "". It's almost seven pm already and she has not cooked foods for dinner yet. Se absolutely does not want her husband finds no food on the dining table when he arrives at their home. Tiffany is struggling a little bit to stand up. Her back has already arched, because her belly has gotten even bigger than before. She holds her hips while walking towards the kitchen.   Leo stops running and stares at his mother. He grins and follows Tiffany to the kitchen while holding his toy car. "Mommy, what will you cook for tonight?" Leo asks her with twinkle eyes. He loves to help his mother cook, because he loves to taste the foods before everyone else does. Even though Tiffany doesn't know either if her son really helps her or annoys her instead.   Tiffany chuckles and places her index finger under her chin, trying to figure out what to cook for tonight. She is not a great cook, but she is a good cook (at least that's what her husband and her son keep telling her), but she believes in what they say, because she knows how picky Leo is.   First, he does not like vegetables, any kinds of them, especially broccoli.   Second, he loves french fries, but he hates mashed potatoes.   Third, he loves chicken, but only the thighs. For wings, s, and anything else, he hates those.   Can you guys imagine how tired mommy Tiffany is? Yes. Very.   Tiffany grins at her son. "How about fried rice?" oh yes, she knows that Leo loves fried rice. She knows that her husband will not mind either.   "With chicken thigh?" Leo asks in excitement. He loves fried rice and he LOVES chicken.. Thighs.   "Yes" Tiffany answers. She can see that her son is grinning in joyfulness. "But.." oh, mommy Tiffany has not done yet. She is wanting to add more ingredients to the fried rice, I guess. "Mommy will add cherry tomatoes as well and Leo should eat those either you like it or not, okay?"   Leo acts like he wants to puke. He lets out his tongue in disgust. "Leo hates tomatoes. Yuck!" gee~ what an expressive little boy. To be honest, he is pretty good in acting, especially when it comes to seduce daddy to buy him toys or whatever that he wants. He will use the 'puss-in-boots-stare' when it comes to ask daddy to buy things for him and that often happens when mommy does not buy those things for him.   Mommy Tiffany does not like to spoil her child too much. She has her own limitations about what to give him and what not to. But, it is a whole different story when it comes to daddy. Daddy will give Leo anything that he wants and anytime he wants it. Daddy is such a spoiler, so mommy should throw a death glare to daddy so daddy will not give everything that Leo wants.   "It's just tomatoes, Leo baby" Tiffany tries to coax her son. She knows that it is going to be a tough job to make Leo eat the tomatoes, even though she will feed him. He is such a spoiled kid and Tiffany can blame no one except daddy of course.   Leo walks out from the kitchen and plays with his toys. He grabs one of his pororo dolls and hugs it tightly. He loves pororo and he keeps asking his mommy and daddy to buy him more and more every time they go to the toys kingdom aka toys shop. But, mommy keeps saying no and daddy keeps buying the pororo dolls. His daddy often buys them secretly when mommy is not looking and tries to make it a secret just between him and Leo, but mommy Tiffany occasionally finds out their secret.   And she has to yell at daddy again and again.   Poor daddy...   Tiffany takes a peek behind the wall, just to see that her beloved mischievous son is busy playing with his toys while sometimes looking at the clock. He is not that good at knowing what time is it, but he knows what time his daddy will come home. The short needle is on number seven and the longer needle is on, well, sometimes on five and sometimes on twenty or more. Leo is smart at counting, that is one thing that he is proud of.   Mommy Tiffany is busying herself, cutting the chicken thighs, turning on the stove, frying the rice, adding the ingredients into the frying pan and more. She cooks while humming softly. Mommy has a very remarkable voice and that makes Leo very very proud of his mommy. Leo opens his toy box, tries to look for his truck toy that he likes the most. Well, the second most, since his first choice has always been the pororo dolls. He is playing with his toys cheerfully.   Tiffany walks to the dining table, while holding a big plate of fried rice. After that, she goes back to the kitchen and opens the cupboard to look for three smaller plates. After she finds it, she stacks the plates up and puts them on the dining table. She arranges the plates tidily while putting a fork and a spoon near each plate. She sighs and goes back to the kitchen to grab three glasses. She opens the cupboard, but suddenly she hears the doorbell rings.   Leo stops playing with his toys and runs as fast as he can to the front door. He turns the key and opens the door, just to see his daddy is standing right in front of him right now. "Daddy!" Leo screams in excitement and jumps around while raising hi