Dora giggled when Silas said he'd maybe carry her everywhere. "You say that now, but what happens when I am as big as the side of the house, love?" she said in all seriousness.

Oh... fat Dora would be no fun. Ugh. SHe was clumsy enough as it was, just imagine when she could no longer see her feet. But the thought of their little on running around the house made her smile a bit.

"You know, I think we'll be okay, love. I do love babies. We will just baby and Dora proof the entire house and we'll be fine." she joked... kind of...

Pushing her now empty plate aside on the tray she scooted down into the pillows a bit and let out a HUGE yawn. "Love, I am soooo tired. And my back hurts a bit. Do you think you could give it a rub while I fell asleep?" she asked turning her puppy dog eyes on him. Grabbing her wand from the bed side table she vanished the trays and scooted down further in the bed and rolled over, back to Silas. YAWN YAWN YAWN sleepy preggo Dora.