"Let me see that." Austin says. He takes a few minutes before saying "Wait… you're name's Allyson?"

"Yes, Austin Monica Moon, it is. But that's not important right now."

"Then what is important?"

"THAT WE'RE STUCK WITH MY TWO YEAR-OLD NEPHEW! Do you know how to take care of a child?"

"Ally, I don't need to know how to take care of a child."

"And why is that?"

"It's cuz I'm a child at heart."

"Well ain't that the truth."

"No Ally I'm being serious. I love balloons. I color outside the lines. I wear boxers with trucks on them. I'm totally a kid!"

"Yes you are, Austin. Yes you are."

"Aunt Ally! Play with me!" Brayden says.

"I can't right now. How about you play with Uncle Austin?"

"Ok."

"Hey there, Brayden," Austin says. "I'm Uncle Austin. Let's play airplane."

"I'm gonna call Trish." I take out my phone and dial Trish's number.

"Hey Ally! What's up?"

"Angie left me and Austin in charge of Brayden. Can you pick up some baby stuff for us with Dez?"

"Sure, I'll do that."

"Thanks Trish. You're the best."

"Anytime," she says and we hang up.

"Trish is picking up some supplies." I say as Austin and Brayden run around me with their arms stretched out making airplane noises. "What are you doing?"

"We're playing airplane! Duh!"

"Uncle Austin is so much funner than Uncle Aiden." Brayden says.

"Yeah, Brayden. He definitely is."

A/N: I hope you enjoyed it!