“She’s with her grandma and grandpa, baby boy.”
Luke pushed Ellie away, turned, and stomped into the house. Ellie looked at me and laughed.
“I wonder where he gets that attitude from?” she said with a wink.
“Not from his loving mother, that’s for sure.”
Ellie shook her head as she walked up to me and took Grace from my arms. “Oh, baby girl, you’re getting so big!”
“Where’s Colt?”
Ellie smiled. “Grace and Jack begged me to let them watch both of them. Who am I to argue? Besides, we have a bachelorette party to plan for tonight.”
I rolled my eyes and turned to walk into the house. I pulled out the little rolling walker, and Ells put Grace in it. Grace took off and started going around the kitchen island.
“Gesh. I take it she likes that thing?” Ellie let out a giggle.
Luke came walking in with his cars and started setting up shop under the kitchen table. He knew to stay away from the threat of a speeding walker.
“Okay, so we have a problem,” I said as I grabbed a Diet Coke for Ellie and a water bottle for me.
“With what? The bachelorette party?”
I nodded my head. “Yep, Jessie is being a pain in my goddamn ass.”
Ellie smiled slightly. “What’s she doing?”
“She doesn’t want a stripper, and she won’t stop threatening me. She said that if one is there, she wouldn’t go tonight!”
Ellie choked on her Diet Coke.
“Huh…Jessie had the same reaction you just did, Ells.”
Ellie looked shocked. “A stripper? Oh my god, Ari! Don’t you think we’re all past that? I mean, we all have kids now. We can’t do that stuff anymore! Amanda just had Taylor, for god’s sake, Ari.”
I rolled my eyes at her again and put my hands on my hips. “Would you just pull your granny panties back up, you pussy?”
Ellie dropped her mouth open. “I don’t wear granny panties, you bitch.”
I raised my eyebrow up at her. “Really? Prove it.”
“What?”
“Pull your pants down. I want to see what type of undies you have on.”
Ellie’s mouth dropped open, and she shook her head. “Are you insane? I’m not pulling my pants down to show you what kind of panties I’m wearing.”
I turned and walked toward the pantry to get Luke and Grace a snack. “Because you got granny panties on.”
Ellie stood up and stomped her feet. “I do not!”
I tried like hell to hold my laughter in.
“Fine, you bitch. You want to know what kind of underwear I have on?” She began unbuckling her belt and then her pants.
The next thing I knew, she turned around and pulled down her jeans to expose her very nice pink lace cheekini panties.
She looked back at me and said, “Happy?”