Generation 3, Legacy

Chapter 3.89

Note from SweetPoyzin: Long and picture heavy

Baby #3 brought massive cravings.  Early in the pregnancy it was peanut butter and banana sandwiches.  Midway through it was spicy foods.  Now…all things fried.

Owen loves fried food so he was my partner in crime.

I’m not 100% sure of his sanity at this point.  He assures me he’s fine…he’s just hanging out with his imaginary friend Rosco.

When he’s not making faces with Rosco, Owen helps Aiden with homework…although you’d never know it since both boys have C’s in school.


Summer hit us with another heat wave but that didn’t stop us from enjoying our time together.

We took off for the summer festival early one morning.  Finn even had the day off so we were getting to spend it as a family!

We enjoyed a family eating contest.  Finn ended up beating us hardcore.

Later that afternoon my boys took on my man in a water balloon fight.  I sat that one out thanks to my growing belly.

The boys whooped their dad’s butt.  I sat in the sun and enjoyed a new novel by world famous author Peter Pagano.  Funny where life takes you, huh?

“Penny?  Penny Sutton?  Oh…clearly you are Penny Somebody-Else now.  Sorry.”

I couldn’t quite place the voice that was calling to me but I knew it from somewhere.  When I saw the little girl who was now an expectant mama herself I finally recognized her.  Seraphina Sutton.  Xander’s little sister.

I hadn’t seen her since the short funeral service for Xander so many years ago.  She, too, had felt the need to run away after the death of her brother and she lived in downtown Eden Grove with her husband.  We caught up briefly and promised to meet for coffee after the babies arrived.

The boys decided to skip the big fireworks show in lieu of having their own private show.

Owen had traded in his tickets for sparklers so we stood out on the back porch and played with the fireworks as a family.


On the ranch Juniper and Tiberius were getting along swimmingly.

The pregnancy went smoothly but we were both ready for her to foal.

In the wee hours of the morning, she did.  She gave birth to a healthy male we named Lucan.

I wasn’t sure we’d be able to sell him as planned.  As soon as I walked over to the stall to check him out, my baby started dancing around and Lucan seemed to sense the pregnancy.  I think they both bonded in that moment.

Being pregnant was no excuse to ignore work on the ranch.  Luckily I had some extra helpers.

Always an animal lover, Aiden was quick to jump in to care for Lucan.

Even the Tiberius wouldn’t hurt a fly, Aiden was wary of the big guy.  Owen is the braver of the two boys so he cared for Tiberius.


Midsummer meant it was time to find out the sex of the baby.

The boys and their trusty guard dog took off down the road to my brother’s house where his oldest was going to babysit for us.

She wasn’t much of a kid anymore though!  She and Katie were leaving for college in the fall.  Of  course, Adam and Hannah still had Haley, Harmony, and Henry to keep them busy.

And my own boys, too.  We didn’t have a pool…but Uncle Adam does!

Finn and I took off for the doctor’s office.  My parents were meeting us at our house later for lunch and long-overdue family photos.

“A girl!  Oh, how wonderful!  Does she have a name, kiddo?”

“Danielle Jayne.  Ellie.”

“Hi, Ellie…it’s grandpa.”  My dad loved his grandkids something fierce.

And even though Finn is keenly aware of what the grandkids are up to, my dad still filled him in.

“Oh, honey, I can’t wait to meet you.”

After the excitement wore off, my brother brought the boys home and we headed to the attic where I had set up a little photo studio.

We spent several hours rocking the camera.

We got some great family photos to keep for generations to come!

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