Reaper
Holy mother of.... Tripplets. Tripplets.... OH HOLLY f**k BALLS TRIPPLETS. I cant decide if I'm in shock or if I'm proud as hell. Our little swimmers are some powerful little f***s. Three little swimmers went to a party with their dads and left with their mom. Holly crap tripplets.
As we left the doctor's office equipped with a big bag of samples, coupons, and stuff, and ultrasound pictures, we're all a little quiet. We stopped at the front desk and got Pixie's next appointment, and then headed out. It was time to take her to see her surprise.
On the way through town, we stopped at the pharmacy and dropped her prescriptions off. That way, they were ready before we headed back home. And then we headed in the direction of her Nana Tarot shop. The club owns a house right beside of
