No daddy? No Problem! Babies 61, 62, and 63

The little ones were now toddlers, and were more energetic than ever. Apfel, Pomme, Siyao, Tamil, and Nandri all had their own little language figured out, and would babble on and on. However, that couldn't last forever.

Peeta was a stunning child. He loved to bake, and he absolutely loved the chemistry table. He was definitely the quiet one, and he would usually lock himself away from the other children, however he had a special place in his heart for Pomme.

Ella and Belle, were now rowdy teenagers, who did nothing but blast music and pig out with their friends.

They were however, really good with helping out. They each took a toddler and began teaching them their skills.

The toddlers were defiant with learning how to talk, I swear they wanted to babble for the rest of their lives! It took more than three days just to get them to utter their first words!

But finally, we got to move on to walking, which was definitely a pleasure. I'd rather teach them all how to walk ten times over than to teach them how to talk.

Since there were five toddlers, and only three people that could teach, Peeta humored the other two that weren't being taught. Him and Pomme played peek-a-boo for over an hour before I had to take him to teach him his skills!

 Finally, one by one each toddler was taught their skills. Tamil was a fast learner, and when she was done she ran right up to Nandri and they started talking up a storm! And this time in English!

 Though it seemed like we were doing great, there was still a lot of teaching to go.

 As soon as I was done with Pomme he bounded back over to Peeta, and they began playing Peek-a-boo once again.

 When the toddlers were put to bed, Peeta stayed downstairs with the girls and I, to bake some cupcakes for his school bake sale. He definitely loved to bake, he wanted to be a chef when he was older.

 I took my alone time to paint and to video chat with Matt. His father was doing okay, and they were almost done transiting him into the nursing home. Although something in this whole scheme sounded weird to me, mainly because some of the pieces didn't line up exactly as he was telling me them, I believed Matt. I also took this time to plot out my next pregnancy. At the moment I didn't really feel like putting on my charm for another man, and I had been chatting with some fellow challenge mothers, most of which are trying out insemination at the hospitals. I thought I might as well try that out as well.

 By the time it was Peeta's bed time he had made five plates of cupcakes, and enough brownies to fill the entire dining room table. The school made over two hundred dollars, just by his baked goods, so he got a gold medal from the principal for helping his school.

 In order for me to get pregnant again the children had to age up, and Belle and Ella had to move out. Belle blew out her candles first.

 Then Peeta stepped up to his cake.

 Then Ella was next of course.

 After the three eldest were aged up we moved onto the toddlers.

 They all aged up into wonderful children. Belle and Ella said their goodbyes and moved out. I left Peeta in charge and went over to the hospital. I picked out a random donor, making sure they didn't have any relation to me, and the entire procedure was over in pure minutes. I returned home, pregnant, and happy.

 The next three days went by in a blur. My bump was growing, and the children were definitely getting along.
"What are you guys doing?" Pomme asked.
"Ohh. Nothing." Nandri replied, and everyone started to giggle.

 Then, they all took their pillows and started to hit poor Pomme. He merely laughed, and ran upstairs to get his own pillow. That night I gave birth to three wonderful little girls.

Welcome to the world Coralee, Auralee, and Elodie.
Welcome to our family.