"Actually, we tried to leave early, citing the three of you as an excuse," Dark explained, taking off his blazer and folding it gently over one arm, "Our teenagers are watching the baby, we really should get home to them, and Spencer's grandmother overheard, so we ended up stuck telling her everything while she expressed how distraught she is that she feels none of her grandkids will 'give her' a great-grandbaby before she dies."
"Dark loved it: he got to chat with a morbid old lady and show off baby pictures," Daizi whispered before grinning brightly at Ivy and scooping her up to shower in kisses, "Hi, Hummingbird! Mama missed you so much!!! Yes I did! Was Ivy good for her brothers? Was sweet Ivy-Qadira a good girl?! Did she cause any trouble?" Nuzzling her forehead against Ivy's, she shut her eyes as two tiny hands found their way back into her hair. It had been a nice party, more enjoyed than she had been expecting, but she had missed her daughter. Ivy was absolutely delightful, squealing as hard as she could that her parents had come home.