The next day, I was still asleep at nine because I was still tired from last night. I was in bed before ten-thirty, so I didn't stay up too long to talk about how fun I had at the club. I told Dad and Grandma Verna that I'd tell them about it when I get up. When I got up, I noticed it was almost eleven. I never slept that late before. I usually get up by nine or ten, depends on what time I go to a client's house to baby-sit. I took a shower, got dressed, and came down.

"Morning, honey," said Dad.

"Morning, I almost didn't want to get up because I was still tired a bit from last night," I said. "This must be the first I got up before eleven. Is it too late to have anything for breakfast?"

"No, it's still early enough," replied Dad.

"Okay, I just want to make sure," I said.

All I had was toast with peanut butter and orange juice.

"Did you had fun at the club last night?" asked Dad.

"Yes," I replied. "I danced with someone I don't even know, but he was nice."

"That's good," smiled Dad.

"I liked the concert. It was the Rolling Stones that were performing there," I said. "When I noticed that, I think of Mom's favorite rock band."

"I know," said Dad. "Did they played that engagement song and when your mother & I danced for our wedding dance?"

"Are you talking about The Promise?" I asked as he nodded. "They did. When I heard that, I thought of it, too."

"That was one of my favorite memories of your mother," said Dad.

"I remember you telling me that when I was younger," I said.

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That afternoon, I was in the garden with Grandma Verna helping her getting rid of the weeds and dumping it in the woods from a wheelchair that Mom gave her for Mother's Day when she was pregnant with me according to Grandma Verna.

She also told me I was named after my late two great-grandmothers: one was named after my maternal great-grandmother and the one was named after my parental great-grandmother. Grandma Verna's mom's name was Mary and Grandpa Bill's mom's name was Anna. Mom replaced Anna with Anne. That's how I got my name. If Mom had a son before she died, she'd name him after my late two great-grandfathers. Grandma Verna's dad's name was Robert and Grandpa Bill's name was James. It would be R.J. for short. Dad always wanted to have two kids like Sharon had, but that didn't happen. I don't mind since I always wanted a sister growing up before I had Dawn and Meredith came into my life. Dad wants to have a son of his own before Carlos came along. He would still like to name him Robert James. He liked Mom's grandparents a lot when he met them. That way it would be the same amount: three girls counting me and three boys counting Jeff.

"I wish I'd talk to Sharon about having another baby in the house," said Dad.

"If you're ready to do so, talk to her about it," smiled Grandma Verna.

"I'm ready, but I don't know if Sharon is," replied Dad.

"Just give it a try, honey," said Grandma Verna.

"Okay," said Dad.

It was almost twelve-thirty when Grandma Verna and I finished the weeds. I had a tan after staying out for almost an hour.

"You got a nice tan," said Grandma Verna.

"I know for a change. One time I was like a lobster," I said.

"Let's go make some sandwiches for lunch," said Grandma Verna.

"May we have a picnic today?" I asked.

"Sure we can, dear. That's a great idea," said Grandma Verna. "We can do it at the park nearby."

"Sounds good," I agreed.

"Fine by me as well," added Dad.

"We can make meat sandwiches of our choices: ham, turkey, or Bologna," said Grandma Verna.

"Even better," I smiled.

"Come on, my workers," joked Grandma Verna as I busted out laughing.

That's what we did. We also packed mustard, ketchup, and mayo. We each packed a small bottle of juices of our choices as well. We added just plastic knives. Grandma Verna has this nice picnic basket that she owned since she was engaged to Grandpa Bill. It includes a picnic blanket.

"I'll pass this onto you one day," said Grandma Verna.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yes," smiled my grandmother.

"We'd be lucky that we'd be having two picnic baskets," said Dad.

"True," I agreed. "But I think she means when I'm an adult."

"That's right, you tell him," said Grandma Verna.

Dad and I just laughed at that. When we were ready to go, I had the visor and sunglasses on. My skin is very sensitive to the sun, so I had sunblock on before I came out earlier. After lunch, we decided to stay at the park for awhile.

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We stayed at the park until about one-thirty and went back home. Sharon called and left a message to call her at work.

"I'm going to call her to see what she wanted," said Dad.

"Okay, we'll be out back, relaxing," said Grandma Verna.

Outback, Dad was still on the phone with Sharon.

"I wonder what happened," I said.

"Who knows," said Grandma Verna.

Dad seemed to be thrilled about something when he came out two minutes later.

"She just wanted to let me know she's ready to have another child of our own together," said Dad.

"Really?" I asked.

"Good for you, you must if talked to her into doing it," said Grandma Verna.

"She sort of read my mind when I was about to do so," replied Dad. "She wants to do so in a few months and would like to have it before Spring starts."

Dawn and I wanted them to have another baby one time. Wait until I tell her when I call her tonight. She was in California for the week until Dad and I return home on Sunday. That night, I called Dawn since it was eight, which it's five in California.

"Schafer residence," said Jeff.

"Hi, Jeff, it's your favorite stepsister," I said.

"Oh, boy, a girl calling," joked Jeff.

I just laughed and said, "Is Dawn there?"

"Sure. Hold on," said Jeff.

Jeff can be very funny. Two seconds later, Dawn came on.

"Hi, Mary Anne," said Dawn.

"Hi, Jeff is hiralous," I said.

"I know. I laughed when I heard him," said Dawn. "What's up?"

"Nothing. Dad talked to your mom today," I said.

"Really?" asked Dawn.

"And guess what, she's ready to have another baby of her own," I told him.

"No way," smiled Dawn.

"I know. Dad was ready, too. He talked about it earlier," I said. "He always wanted to have another child before Mom died."

"Really?" asked Dawn.

"Yes and wanted to have a son named after my late two great-grandfathers from Mom's side, Robert James. Robert was my maternal great-grandfather while James was my parental great-grandfather. I was named after my late two great-grandmothers, Mary and Anna. For my middle name, they replaced Anna with Anne," I explained. "Mary was my maternal great-grandmother and Anna was my parental great-grandmother."

"That's cool," said Dawn.

"If it does happen, Jeff would have to get used to not being the youngest anymore," I added.

"I know," agreed Dawn.

"Your mom wants to do so in a few months, so she can give birth in the Springtime," I said.

"That's fine with me," said Dawn.

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The next day, Grandma Verna told us she was going to get her hair done.

"Maybe you both can come with me so you can meet my hair stylist," said Grandma Verna.

"Okay," I said. "Count me in."

"Fine by me," said Dad.

"What time is your hair appointment?" I asked.

"This afternoon at twelve-thirty," replied Grandma Verna. "We can have at the mall at noon and go straight for my hair from there."

"Okay," I agreed with the plan.