"We need to talk about what Dr. Walsh said, Kenny.""You mean about not having any more babies, huh?""Yes. I know you have mentioned having a dozen.""I know that's not going to happen, Em.""We have a couple options. One of us has to get fixed.""Okay," Kenny said slowly."You could get snipped."His eyes opened wide. "I'll do it if you want me to.""You don't really want to, do you?""Not really, but it would be the easiest solution."She stared at him for a moment and then shook her head."No, the problem is mine. I should be the one who gets fixed. What if something happens to me? You might want to have more babies.""Nothing is going to happen to you, and I wouldn't want to have babies with anyone else.""That's sweet of you to say, but you might change your mind.""I suppose it is a remote possibility.""That settles it. I'll get my tubes tied."He sighed with relief. "That's a good idea. I like that option.""Men are such wimps." She rolled her eyes.Isabella got on her knees by Emmy's head and whispered,"Why are you always kissing Daddy?" "It's because I love him, Isa." Isabella looked at her very seriously for a moment and then asked,"How long are you going to 'wuv' Daddy?" Emmy smiled and said,"Forever... Isabella... Forever.