Would He?

Demyan 

"So are you ready to become a father, Demy?" Grandpa smiled back at me from the passenger seat of the golf cart as Dad drove. 

I gave him a shrug, "I'm not quite sure yet."

He waved his hand dismissively, "You shouldn't stress too much. Rosa and I were so scared when we had Edward but he was pretty self efficient you know. Quite the wise one even though his head was too big for him to lift."

"My head wasn't that big," Dad pouted as he pushed his sunglasses up the bridge of his nose. 

"Oh, I've seen your baby pictures. Your head was big," Pa laughed which made Dad flick him off before he focused back on driving. 

"In my opinion the process of giving birth is the scariest thing," Grandpa shivered, "I almost fainted. I didn't know what to expect and your partner will be very grumpy. She'll want to fight anyone near her so beware. Rosa almost punched me."