Lilac: Cumulus, if you need to lie down, I can continue helping the kids.
Cumulus: It’s fine. I’m pregnant, not sick.
Lilac: But I care about you. I want you to stay healthly.
Cumulus: Aww, babe.
Violette: Ewww, gross! Go be lovey-dovey somewhere that is not here!
Violette: Momma! I… I got it too!
Cumulus: Oh, good job, Violette! I’m sorry I haven’t been helping you. You seem to be getting it, though!
Meadow: I got it!
Cumulus: Good job Meadow! You little smartypants!
Rosemary: Lilac, we need to get you a ring!
Lilac: It’s not necessary. It’s fine.
Cumulus: No, if two of us have rings, all of us need to have rings!
Lilac: Oh, alright.
Cumulus: Just a question.
Lilac: Yes?
Cumulus: Can we wait until after the baby comes to have our wedding? I’d rather not be pregnant.
Lilac: Of course.
Rosemary: eeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Cumulus: I think she means, yes, of course we’ll marry you, Lilac. Why wouldn’t we?
Lilac: Cumulus, Rosemary, will you marry me?
Lilac: I love you guys both so much, and I could never imagine being with anyone else. We have three beautiful children and two fur-babies. I feel like I should’ve done this a long time ago, but I’ve just gotten enough courage to do so…
Lilac: You guys need to hold out your hands.
Rosemary: Ok…
Lilac: And neither of you can say anything ‘til I’m done.
Cumulus: You’re worrying me…
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