“Jaxon!” Harrison’s sister, Maryanne, enveloped the boy in a big hug.
Jaxon grimaced, but managed to refrain from squirming out of her grip. “Aunt Maryanne, you always hug me so hard!”
“Because I love you so hard!” She released him and grinned as she dismissively waved her hand. “Go on…scoot.”
The Harrison family reunion was in full swing so Jaxon wasted no time running toward his cousins.
“He’s such a great kid,” she said.
“That’s because he has great genes.” Mason puffed out his chest in an exaggerated manner.
Harrison raised his eyes skyward. “And they’re off…”
Gramps chuckled as Maryanne preened. “Darned right they are!”
“And…” Mason said, adding a double eyebrow bounce. “I had sooo much fun contributing my half.”
Harrison snorted, remembering how he and Mason had Skyped during Mason’s session with the sample bottle in a little room at the doctor’s office. “You need to be part of this, too,” he’d said. Certainly it had been more “fun” than Maryanne’s egg retrieval.
Maryanne laughed and pulled a face. “Not an image I needed in my head for this party.”