13 Jan

“You aren’t going to believe that I made this. Seriously. I’ve outdone myself.”

“Oh really?” said Rob, setting down his phone on the counter. “You mean this is better than the burnt mac ‘n cheese and the flat-as-a-pancake chocolate chip cookies?”

“Shush. I know I’m not always a great cook, but sometimes I get it right. Taste this.”

Grace scooped up some sauce from the pot, cupped her hand under the spoon, and lifted it up to Rob’s mouth.

“Careful,” she said, as he took a bite, “it’s hot.”

“Mmmm … Wow. You were right. I’m impressed.”

“Ha! Told you! Chicken enchilada pasta! And wait until you taste the garlic cheese bread that’s in the oven. That is going to knock your socks off.”

“So what’s the special occasion?” Rob asked.

“Can’t I just make a delicious dinner for my husband?” Grace looked over her shoulder and flashed him a smile.

“What’s going on?” Rob asked suspiciously.

“Well. You haven’t even asked me about my ultrasound yet.”

“Oh, I totally forgot! It was just a regular check-up though, right? No big news expected today?”

“Well, it wasn’t expected. I’m a couple of weeks short of when you’re supposed to be able to find out the gender of the baby, but Dr. Martin saw it. I asked her to write it down and put it in an envelope so we could open it together.” Grace held up a plain white envelope with “Baby Dennison” written on the outside.

“You mean we get to find out today what flavor baby we’re getting?”

Grace laughed and kissed him on the cheek. “Our baby isn’t a flavor of ice cream, you know? When do you want to open it?”

Rob wrapped his arm around her waist and said “Let’s open it now!”

Grace took a deep breath and slid her finger under the sealed flap of the envelope. Inside was a folded ultrasound picture. As she unfolded it, Grace was amazed anew that something that just looked like a gray blob could be so beautiful.

She saw the outline of her baby’s feet and the rounded bump of its bottom. And there, above an arrow pointing downward, were the words “It’s a boy!”

Tears sprang to her eyes as she looked up at Rob who kissed her on the nose.

“Hi, Liam.” Grace whispered. “We love you already.”

You can read the rest of Grace’s story, in no particular order, here.

This post was inspired by a prompt from Write on Edge:

Four hundred words or less, fiction or creative non-fiction, linked up on Friday morning’s post, based on one of the following definitions:

flavor |ˈflāvər| ( Brit. flavour)
1 the distinctive quality of a particular food or drink as perceived by the taste buds and the sense of smell : the chips come in pizza and barbecue flavors.
• the general quality of taste in a food : no other cracker adds so much flavor to cheese or peanut butter.
• a substance used to alter or enhance the taste of food or drink; a flavoring : we use vanilla and almond flavors.
• [in sing.] figurative an indefinable distinctive quality of something : this year’s seminars have a European flavor.
• [in sing.] figurative an indication of the essential character of something : the extracts give a flavor of the content and tone of the conversation.


9 Responses to “Flavor”

  1. Sweaty January 13, 2012 at 3:06 pm #

    What a sweet moment you’ve captured here… the conversation between Grace and Rob flowed naturally–intimate yet relaxed– in the way that couples often communicated. I like how you included the use of “flavors” in different parts of the story 🙂

  2. MJ * iNeedaPlaydate (@mryjhnsn) January 13, 2012 at 3:24 pm #

    this so sweet. I love referring to baby’s sex as a flavor 🙂 I do want the recipe for that pasta!

  3. idiosyncratic eye January 13, 2012 at 3:35 pm #

    What a lovely moment, I’m glad her pasta worked out on such an important occasion! 🙂

  4. Life of a Doctor's Wife January 13, 2012 at 3:36 pm #

    So, it is clear that this book is going to be a WILD RIDE of VACILLATING EMOTIONS. Ack! I can’t wait to read it! And cry hysterically all the way through!

  5. Amber January 13, 2012 at 3:43 pm #

    Great job of capturing such a special moment. It’s silly, but “Hi Liam” is my favorite line in the whole post.

  6. Victoria KP (@vic39first) January 13, 2012 at 9:13 pm #

    You’ve captured the moment beautifully. And I really want to try chicken enchilada pasta!

  7. Cameron January 16, 2012 at 7:28 am #

    Way to use more than one definition! This was very sweet. Delicious, full of scents and tastes, comfort and love.

  8. beckyday6 January 16, 2012 at 3:41 pm #

    I love it! 🙂 Thought you might want to know, I mentioned you in my blog post and nominated you for the versatile blogger award. You can check it out here if you want http://beckysblogs.wordpress.com/2012/01/16/re-nominated-for-the-versatile-blogger-award/ 🙂

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