"Another boring newpsie shin dig held by the Newport society." Seth Cohen stated to his loving wife Summer Roberts.
"I know, and it will probably be just like all the others," she replied as she rocked their 1 month old child. "And where is Ivy?"
"Ivy is downstairs with my father,"
"Why is she with your father?
"My father had something for her."
"Why does your father spoil that four-year-old so much?"
"Because he can no longer spoil me! And I choose to take that offensively,"
"What does offensively mean?" Ivy asked as she climbed on her parent's bed.
"It's kinda like angrily, sweetie," Seth tried to explain.
"Oh, what were you angry about?"
"Nothing, mommy and daddy were just joking around."
"Oh okay," she jumped down of the bed. "I'm going to go get ready for grandma's big party,"
"Do you need any help?" Summer asked.
"No, it's okay." Ivy left the room.
"Why is your mom hosting this newpsie shin dig anyway?" Summer asked mocking Seth.
"Its for some important foundation from work. She also said something about old friends coming into town."
"It must be a pretty important foundation."
"I guess so,"
"Well, I guess I better go get ready,"
"Okay I'll take Ella and go down to my dad,"
"See you in twenty,"
"Sure," Seth picked up Ella's diaper bag and then grabbed the handle of her carrier, and went downstairs.
"Hey dad,"
"Hey Seth,"
"Dad," said Seth putting down the carrier gently, "Do you know who mom's mysterious guests are?"
"Yes,"
"Will you tell me?"
"No,"
"Why not? I thought Cohen men were supposed to stick together,"
"Seth if that were true Ryan would still be here," Seth quickly looked at his father before looking away, as tears formed in his eyes.
"Dad, you didn't mean that,"
"No Seth, your right I didn't and I'm sorry," he paused, "But I will not tell you the guests to make up for it,"
"What, why not?"
"Because the truth is I don't know,"
"Then why did you say you did?"
"Because I should know!"
"So?"
"Your mother won't tell me, and I should know!"
"So you lie to me?"
"No, I wasn't lying I was just stating an untrue fact."
"That's considered lying, when someone says something that's untrue to another person it's considered lying."
"Okay fine I lied I'm sorry,"
"Good, so now you've admitted to lying to me you have to make it up to me, by telling me who mom's guests are,"
"I don't know!"
"Sure you don't"
"I don't, and speaking of wives where is that lovely wife of yours?"
"Well about 5 minutes ago she said I'll see you in twenty minutes so I say give her 35 minutes,"
"But that would be 40 minutes not 20,"
"I know, it's Summer do you really expect her to be that fast?"
"No, I guess I would expect her to take longer than twenty,"
"Or, how about less?" asked Summer as she entered the room.
"Yes, less could work to," Said Seth sucking up.
"Were you to talking about me that whole time?"
"No, only half of it, but did I mention how beautiful you looked tonight?"
"Seth, no one likes a suck-up1" Sandy said.
"What's a suck-up?" Asked Ivy as she came into the room.
"It's nothing Sweetie," Summer said as she fixed Ivy's hair.
"Okay, shouldn't we go to Grandma's party now?" Ivy asked.
"Yes we should." Sandy agreed getting up. The four of them got in their two separate cars and headed for The Cohen Residence. They arrived at The Cohen's 10 minutes early. They got there and Seth jumped out of the car, eager to find out who the guests were, he went to the backseat and retrieved Ella, then ran to the door and knocked with Summer, Sandy, and Ivy right behind him.
"Hello," Kirsten said when she opened the door.
"Am I allowed back in my house yet?" Sandy asked
"Yes,"
"Hi mom!" Seth said hurriedly. "Where are your guests?"
"In the living room, you guys I would like you to meet Scott James, Elizabeth Summer, and Madison Kirsten," she paused as they entered the room, and watched Seth, Sandy, and Summer's mouths drop open. "And their parents Ryan and Marrissa Atwood."
"I know, and it will probably be just like all the others," she replied as she rocked their 1 month old child. "And where is Ivy?"
"Ivy is downstairs with my father,"
"Why is she with your father?
"My father had something for her."
"Why does your father spoil that four-year-old so much?"
"Because he can no longer spoil me! And I choose to take that offensively,"
"What does offensively mean?" Ivy asked as she climbed on her parent's bed.
"It's kinda like angrily, sweetie," Seth tried to explain.
"Oh, what were you angry about?"
"Nothing, mommy and daddy were just joking around."
"Oh okay," she jumped down of the bed. "I'm going to go get ready for grandma's big party,"
"Do you need any help?" Summer asked.
"No, it's okay." Ivy left the room.
"Why is your mom hosting this newpsie shin dig anyway?" Summer asked mocking Seth.
"Its for some important foundation from work. She also said something about old friends coming into town."
"It must be a pretty important foundation."
"I guess so,"
"Well, I guess I better go get ready,"
"Okay I'll take Ella and go down to my dad,"
"See you in twenty,"
"Sure," Seth picked up Ella's diaper bag and then grabbed the handle of her carrier, and went downstairs.
"Hey dad,"
"Hey Seth,"
"Dad," said Seth putting down the carrier gently, "Do you know who mom's mysterious guests are?"
"Yes,"
"Will you tell me?"
"No,"
"Why not? I thought Cohen men were supposed to stick together,"
"Seth if that were true Ryan would still be here," Seth quickly looked at his father before looking away, as tears formed in his eyes.
"Dad, you didn't mean that,"
"No Seth, your right I didn't and I'm sorry," he paused, "But I will not tell you the guests to make up for it,"
"What, why not?"
"Because the truth is I don't know,"
"Then why did you say you did?"
"Because I should know!"
"So?"
"Your mother won't tell me, and I should know!"
"So you lie to me?"
"No, I wasn't lying I was just stating an untrue fact."
"That's considered lying, when someone says something that's untrue to another person it's considered lying."
"Okay fine I lied I'm sorry,"
"Good, so now you've admitted to lying to me you have to make it up to me, by telling me who mom's guests are,"
"I don't know!"
"Sure you don't"
"I don't, and speaking of wives where is that lovely wife of yours?"
"Well about 5 minutes ago she said I'll see you in twenty minutes so I say give her 35 minutes,"
"But that would be 40 minutes not 20,"
"I know, it's Summer do you really expect her to be that fast?"
"No, I guess I would expect her to take longer than twenty,"
"Or, how about less?" asked Summer as she entered the room.
"Yes, less could work to," Said Seth sucking up.
"Were you to talking about me that whole time?"
"No, only half of it, but did I mention how beautiful you looked tonight?"
"Seth, no one likes a suck-up1" Sandy said.
"What's a suck-up?" Asked Ivy as she came into the room.
"It's nothing Sweetie," Summer said as she fixed Ivy's hair.
"Okay, shouldn't we go to Grandma's party now?" Ivy asked.
"Yes we should." Sandy agreed getting up. The four of them got in their two separate cars and headed for The Cohen Residence. They arrived at The Cohen's 10 minutes early. They got there and Seth jumped out of the car, eager to find out who the guests were, he went to the backseat and retrieved Ella, then ran to the door and knocked with Summer, Sandy, and Ivy right behind him.
"Hello," Kirsten said when she opened the door.
"Am I allowed back in my house yet?" Sandy asked
"Yes,"
"Hi mom!" Seth said hurriedly. "Where are your guests?"
"In the living room, you guys I would like you to meet Scott James, Elizabeth Summer, and Madison Kirsten," she paused as they entered the room, and watched Seth, Sandy, and Summer's mouths drop open. "And their parents Ryan and Marrissa Atwood."