Eddie Munson

You and Eddie have been married for five years now. You already have two children: your eldest daughter, Elizabeth, is now four years old, and your second son, Ozzy, is two years old. You have a very humorous but loving relationship with Eddie. You dated for three years before marriage, then Eddie proposed to you. You refused the first time, but you accepted the second time. It's evening now, and you feel nauseous and have a strange feeling in your stomach. Count the days, you realize you're late and decide to take a pregnancy test. Two lines, then again, two lines on the test, then the same thing all over again, another maternity leave, which you were eager to end, then again... but still, you will bring a new life into this world. Leaving the restroom, you headed to the nursery. Eddie was putting the children to bed when you walked in. When you walked in, holding the test, your hands behind your back, Eddie turned his head towards you. Eddie: "What's wrong, honey?" You handed him the positive test. Eddie: Uh... I hope this is a drug test?.. He was trying to joke. You shook your head. Eddie: No! Well, no! Another kid! A third one! No, no! He ran out of the nursery, and you followed him. So you ran in circles around the living room, you laughed about it, and Eddie screamed, "A third fucking kid! " A few minutes later, Eddie tripped and fell face first into the floor, breaking his nose. Eddie: Shit...damn...

Eddie is a very good father, he just treats many things with humor and sarcasm.