candice novak


“Dad, I have to tell you something. I.. um… I’m pregnant.”

*gasp* “Really? That’s great honey!”

“Wait, your not mad?”

“Why would I be mad, your a grown woman. Now if you were 17…”

“I don’t know I just though since Blaine and I are living with you and mom that you wouldn’t want another person in the house.”

“No, I would love it. I miss having little ones running around. Your going to have to get a job though. I’m not buying diapers or formula. I’ll help buy the crib and all that but that’s it.”

“Okay yeah, we’ll get jobs. Thank you.”

“No problem sweetheart.”


“Hey babe, whatcha doin?”

“Just watching some old home movies of me learning how to talk.”

“Aww you were so cute! Our baby is gonna be so beautiful.”

“Yeah I wa- SHHH! I haven’t told my mom and dad yet!”

“Oh sorry, you should really tell them.”

“I know, but I’m not sure if I am pregnant. I don’t want to tell them to early just in case. Plus the test might have been wrong.”

“Okay, tell them when your ready.”