Mama said knock me out! ((Roman/Rhema))

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Roman was disturbed by his moving and rolled over and called out. "Is he okay?"

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"He's fine." Rhema said. "He's not used to sleeping on his own."

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Roman rubbed the sleep from his face and sat up. "He'll get used to it now that he has his own big room to play in."

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"He will need some time to adjust," Rhema said, as the baby lay his head on Rhema's shoulder.

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Roman reached out and took the baby and lay back down with him, holding the baby close to him.

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Rhema headed out to check on their guests.

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Roman and Bearon slept straight another hour before getting up. Roman changed the baby and redid his hair in twin braids on either side of his head and did the same to his own before they headed downstairs.

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Rhema was helping Aida and the servants decorate the place.

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Roman grinned when he saw his grandparents. Hefting Bearon up of his hip, he made his way to Grandpa Drake. "Hey, grams. This is Bearon."

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Drake took one look at the kid and lifted him up. "Why, hello there, handsome." he smiled at the boy.

Bearon squealed and giggled as Drake tossed him up and caught him. "I believe you just made me a great grandpa again." he said to the baby.

"Gate!" Bearon copied.

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Roman thought he might have a heart attack when Bearon went too high. "Stars, grams, don't hit the ceiling!"

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"You mean the ceiling that's fifty feet high?" Drake asked, placing the baby on his hip, where he was still giggling madly.

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"Well," he grumbled. "You're a big guy."

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"Who'd toss a baby fifty feet into the air?" Drake asked with a smile.

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"I dunno. Just be careful. He's my heart," he said, cuffing the baby under the chin.