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Today we have an excerpt from Family According to Liam, the fifth and final According to Liam novel!
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“Uncle Bryn is at the barn. He’s going to get us tickets to a playoff game. Can we go?”
“I’m not sure, honey,” Kelly said as she stroked Liam’s golden hair. “A loud, cold arena full of germy people might be too much for your brother.”
Liam shot the sleeping baby a dank look. “Let him stay here in the hospital until hockey is over then.”
Kelly laughed, as did I, but Liam looked rather serious.
“We can’t do that. But maybe you and Adam could go?”
“Yeah, okay, I guess.” The boy wasn’t at all placated but he did stop shooting visual daggers at his brother. “Mommy, when we get home can we play Clue Junior?”
“We’ll see.” She kissed his head. Lincoln stirred, his eyes popping open. He gaped at me for a moment then puckered up and began whimpering. “He probably has a burp stuck. He dozed off before I could burp him.”
“I can burp real loud. Uncle Mike showed me!” Liam sat up, swallowed a huge gulp of air, then belched like a pro. Lincoln took exception to the noise and began crying. “Maybe I can show Linc how to mega burp so he won’t cry over a stuck burp.”
“Maybe when he’s older,” I said, easing the babe up to my shoulder then giving him that pat-rub-pat to work that gas bubble out. I’d forgotten just how wonderful it felt to tend to an infant. It seemed so long ago that Liam was this small. Lincoln then upchucked all over my clean shirt. Ah yes, the memory of warm milk seeping through a good shirt came rushing back to me. “Oops. Puke alert. Shame on me for not having a barf rag.”
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