"Alex." George approached his son, a grin on his face.
"Yea dad?" Alex asked, looking up from his toys with a sunny look glimmering in his eyes.
"Sit down." George pat the bed and Alex leapt up, and sat next to George on the bed. "Have a drink with me."George handed Alex an apple juice.
"Thank you." Alex said before poking the straw into the top of the box and sipping his juice.
"Alex I have something to tell you."George said.
"What is it dad?" Alex asked. He wanted to know why his dad was acting so strange.
"Martha, your mom, she's pregnant."George hoped for not too bad of a reaction.
"I know." Alex chirped.
George furrowed his bushy eyebrows. "How?" He asked.
"Well she's not just fat! She had a big belly bump, and she's been going to the doctors a lot. I'm not an idiot! I put two and two together!" Alex explained."Now can I go play with my blocks some more?"
George smiled. "You- are you happy or mad? Or sad?" He was a bit confused.
"I am very happy! I always wanted a little brother!" Alex kicked his feet forwards so that they would hit the edge of the bed with a satisfying 'thump thump.'
"We don't know the gender yet sweetie." George was happy that Alex was excited about this, but didn't want to get his hopes up.
"Well she's carrying low. That means it's a boy dad." Alex put his hand over George's and grinned. "Now you have two sons! You know what's going to be cool dad?"
"What?"
"Teaching him how to say goodbye!"
"Why will that be cool?" George wondered.
"Because every time we say goodbye he'll think we are leaving but really we are just getting him to learn the word, I think it'll be fun and cool!" Alex bounced his left leg up and down.
"Yes. We will teach him how to say goodbye." George squeezed Alex's hand. "You and I."