That one house in South Carolina- Sunday

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If last year's sex pollen had been tricky with a teething baby, it was more complicated with a toddler who could get around by herself. So now that Three Minute Dates was done and she had plans for class that would not require her to be in class, she and Clint decided they could spare a couple days for a breather.

Which still meant tiring Lexi out on the beach (which involved a lot of "no, honey, sand isn't food," and "see, now you're crying because you ate sand") before putting her down for a nap, and Kitty finally came back to the living room and got right on the couch and said, "She's our. For real."


[For the husband!]

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Kitty answered that by swatting at his shoulder.

No. Don't be terrible, Clint.

[so_hawkward]

Clint pretended like that hurt, and wrapped his arms around Kitty more, giving her a kiss. "We should get so many gold stars for making it through the week."

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"Maybe next time this happens we can ask my mom or Barney to babysit," she mused, giving him another kiss. "For a week. Off island."

[so_hawkward]

"Oh, I like the sound of that," Clint said. "Leaning towards your mom on that one since, you know, she kept you alive and Barney... well, I guess he did okay with me."

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"Barney did great with you. But I think Barney is a little terrified," she said.