“Holy shit, are you positive?""As a pregnancy test a month after prom.”
“Are you lost, Lea? This isn't where they're handing out the free pregnancy tests.”
“No, no! Sit down! I'll do the dishes. After nine and a half months of pregnancy, 26 hours of labor, and 18 stitches, you don't have to do a damn thing around here!”
“Holy shit!""Since when is shit holy?”
“I had started to sweat like a beauty queen at the last minute of a pregnancy test.”
“I love you boys, but not one of you has any patience. I'm not sure how any of you will survive nine month pregnancies.”