Chapter 4

“Dishes are all washed, dried, and put away, and not a single breakage,” Dan announced to appreciative applause.

“How are your ears?” Wendy asked.

“They do feel a little warm.”

“They should be burning with all the talking we did about you, and the other boys,” Cathy teased.

The rec room was cozy and warm, with a brightly lit fire burning in the wood stove. Timmy and Danny went to a room to play with their toys, followed by Jessica. “Be good to your sister,” Cathy cautioned her son.

On Christmas Day, the large-screen TV was turned off, and Christmas music was played on the Pioneer stereo instead. The babies had been changed and fed, then brought down to Dan.

“It’s hard to believe that Laura and Matthew are over a year old now.” Diane commented as Karen handed them to Dan.

Tina added her two to those of Dan, James, and Emily, and then Wendy sat Robert and Grace with them.

“Dad, you sure know how to make beautiful-looking babies,” Cathy mentioned, casually placing a hand on her stomach.

Dan smiled, as a proud father should, as almost everyone took a picture of him with his young brood.

“I must say, this has been a very good Christmas.”

The babies were taken from Dan, then Hanna and Jenny looked at Lisa, who nodded that it was time.

“Dan, Christmas isn’t over for you. “We have one last gift for you,” Hanna said as she clasped Jenny’s hand and handed him a flat box wrapped in decorative paper.

“We hope you enjoy it,” Jenny said with a smile.

“It looks too small to be another dog, Sarg and Major; you’re safe! And I already have my sixty-nine Mustang,” Dan joked.

He carefully unwrapped the paper, opened the box, then separated the tissue paper. He saw the Ontario Coat of Arms and read the large formal print, ‘Application for Adoption.’

He picked it up, seeing that there were two copies, each with their names on it. “Dan, you’ve treated us as if we have been your daughters since we’ve known you. We want to make it official. Will you adopt us to be your daughters, Hanna and Jennifer Hayward?” Hanna asked.

Dan’s eyes began to water, looking at them, then at Lisa. She smiled, nodding her head in agreement. “Yes, yes, I’d be so happy and honoured to call you my daughters!”

“Now we can really mean it when we let people overhear that our dad is such a good fuck!” Jenny said, crawling onto his lap and straddling him. Her position revealed her bare pussy to him. The others laughed at her bold comment.

“You are determined to get me into trouble.”

“We love you, Dan, and will be just as proud to be your daughters,” Hanna added, hugging him.

“Now we can fuck as father and daughter and really mean it!” Jenny kissed him while smiling and placing her hands on his shoulders.

“Jenny, not in front of the kids,” Lisa cautioned.

“I have a gift for you too,” she said, stepping forward and handing him a plain brown envelope.

“The children are supposed to get all the presents, not us adults,” he commented, carefully opening it.

Again, he saw the Ontario crest. ‘Application for Name Change. ‘ He read the application quickly. “You want to change your last name from McKinnon to Hayward?”

“It wouldn’t seem right for Hanna and Jenny to have your name and not me. I want our baby to be born a Hayward.”

“What baby? You’re pregnant? We’re going to have a baby?”

“Yes we are. I thought you would have noticed the little bump in my stomach.”

“I did, but I didn’t want to say anything.” Jenny lifted off him, and he stood, embracing Lisa, a hand lightly on her stomach. “When are you due?”

“Around the 23rd of July. I hope your sperm was good enough to give us a boy.”

“It’s too late to have a talk with them,” he joked. “This is a fantastic Christmas! Our extended family has just officially grown by four!”

Karen and the others gave them congratulatory hugs and kisses.

He looked at the applications. “I see Hanna and Jenny have a meeting with a family judge on the 12th of March to finalize the adoption.