Chapter Three

When we last saw Sherri, she was developing a baby bump.

I can't say things have been pleasant. A lot of activities are accompanied by quivering lips.

Your lips would quiver, too, if you looked like this.

Where's the dad of this abomination?

Oh right, he's taunting someone on the street.

I swear Kason never displayed this type of behavior before Sherri married him.

His moods aren't too disruptive.

He gets the urge to paint sad scenes like this one fairly often.

As if that's not enough, his besty Hanna is always lurking around.

Preggo plumbers do not like an audience.

"Well, what's the verdict on the lemon pancakes, Bob?"

I think the clean plate speaks for itself. Lemony goodness.

Tada! The giant baby belly was holding this little fella.

Gunter Wasson - Gen 2

Sherri seems pretty pleased with herself.

Or she's just relieved to be going to work.

I was flummoxed when the baby had no needs, but he soon started crying.

I also panicked when Kason had to leave for work, and the baby was going to be left alone. Surprise! Gunter's care was already arranged for me. How strange.


Now that Gunter is safely born, Sherri gets to fixing the radio.

I have no idea if they can still die from electrocution, but I'm not taking any chances.


Ah, nothing like a house put to rights, a comfy chair, and a good book.

Taking care of baby is just too easy and uneventful. See you next time for big kid fun.