Marsala seems pretty happy about throwing up. I guess she suspects, as I do, that Cosmic’s baby wish will come true.
I suppose if a Steele actually wants to plan a pregnancy, who am I to say no?
I know you eventually need five kids, but you don’t have to do it all in one week, you know. One more and you adult types no longer outnumber the diaper wearers… just something to think about.
Before the last of the guests have made it out the door, Marsala goes into labor. She welcomes another son, Kent. Kent gets to roll both of his traits, getting Party Animal and Couch Potato.