Hailey's POV
**Song Suggestion: Sweet Child O' Mine by Taken by Trees**
"That's the last box," Ian huffed as he placed our last box of cherished memories down on the floor of our new home.
Ian and I had been house hunting since we found out we were pregnant again, finally closing on the perfect home of ours last week. The two-story, quaint town home was absolutely perfect. I never needed anything extravagant and neither did Ian. We were going to build a family in this house. Our home will be one full of laughter and love, where everyone will be welcomed.
The one-step stage in our backyard is called to be used often for the dancing parties we will be hosting. I am sorry, but you're not a true Hispanic if your parents haven't taken you to a party and kept you out way too late,
