He enjoyed his charity work more than anything else he's ever done. He loved traveling to countries to do everything he can to help those kids. He loved visiting with them and making them laugh. He thought kids were the greatest in the world.

Still, you found yourself here in your shared bedroom wondering how to tell him. There couldn't be a bad outcome, especially with Danny. You two were stable, responsible, and you knew he loved kids. You've been married for five years, you weren't lovesick teenagers anymore. But still, being nervous was a part of it.

He was on set working on a dramatic film, something that was different. It excited the both of you because it would prove to so many people that he too, had acting talent. He wasn't just a comic. He would be due home in a little under an hour.

Time had passed fast. You sat on the bed and hadn't moved. You stood up and went into the kitchen. While you were setting the table for dinner he arrived home. His arms around your waist and his head in your neck, tickling you, making you laugh.

"Danny," you whined, encouraging him to do it more.

"Honey, I have something to tell you." in that moment you felt confident and wanted to do it before you were afraid.

You motioned for him to sit at the table next to you. Worry washed over his eyes. You held onto his hand.

"Danny, I'm expecting." you looked at his face trying to decipher what was going through his mind. He only looked thrilled.

"Really?" His eyes grew large. You nodded with a grin.

"I came back from the doctors about two hours ago." He stood up and pulled you into a hug, making sure not to squeeze you too tight.

"This is the happiest day of my life." he pulled you into a sweet kiss before hugging you once more.