Ensuring everything is packed for the drive and holiday to France, me and Jennifer (daughter) begin packing the car. Sophia (My gorgeous wife) says we should go to Asda to get some snacks for the 16 hour drive. Off me and Jennifer go to Asda to get some snacks. Two carrier bags later and we are satisfied that the amount of sugar in smal packets we have bought from Asda will keep us awake until we at least get to Dover.
Sophia summons me to the kitchen and asks if we can have a talk? I wonder what could I have possibly done wrong between the time of us going to Asda and buying some snacks. A couple of things run through my mind as to what she wants to 'talk' about. Then it hits me, 'You're pregnant aren't you?' Yes she replies. Well this has me over the moon, Sophia is ecstatic too but we are about to go on holiday as soon as we wake up in the morning. I go to Asda and come back and my wife is pregnant, brilliant.
Cut to the chase, we decided long and hard that Sophia would come on holiday snowboarding with us and see how things go as she has been feeling a bit under the weather as the pregnancy sickness has started.
The drive down to France was great, I enjoyed every second of it being in the driving seat the whole time. Our friends who also went gave us great hospitality.
To be continued.......
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