Cody and his fathers and grandfathers made for the hills while the ladies all plotted whatever it was that was plotted at any baby shower. Eventually, the world shifted back into a semblance of normal and the males of the species got back to their proper roles in the scheme of things.
Peter slapped Russell on the ass as he bent over the edge of the crib to straighten the covers. “You’re right into this and the child isn’t due for a couple of months yet.”
Russell turned and faced his husband. “I love you for doing this. Even though we’ve been married for over three years, we’ve barely had time to ourselves. Yet you’re willing to take this on.”