the phone to someone, sounding anxious. The baby was coming! It had to be that. Evie pulled her pillow up and leaned back against it, whispering to Alfie to come and sit with her. He burrowed in under her arm and they listened together in the dark. Someone was arriving downstairs.
“That’ll be Gran, I bet,” Evie murmured. “They said they’d ask her to come and stay with me when they had to go to the hospital.”
Alfie grunted in agreement. He likedGran. She had dog chocolates in her handbag.
A few minutes later, the front door banged, and they heard someone coming back up the stairs. At last Evie’s bedroom door eased open, and Gran popped her head around.
“Hi, Gran!” Evie whispered.
“Hello, darling! I thought you might have woken up, with all the coming and going. I just came to check on you.”
“Alfie woke me up. Is Mum having the baby now?” Evie sounded anxious.
Gran perched herself on the end of Evie’s bed, and stroked Alfie’s nose.
“Clever Alfie. Yes, they think so. Don’t get too excited though – these things can take a while.” She smileddown at Evie, still cuddling the little dog, and decided that she’d been wrong to worry. Evie loved him so much, and a dog would be just what her granddaughter needed to keep her company over the next few weeks.
The next day Evie’s parents brought baby Sam home. Evie’s mum and Sam were both doing really well, and they didn’t need to stay in hospital. Mum said the noise of all the other babies in the ward was driving her mad, and she wanted to be home in her own bed.
Even though they were coming home as soon as they possibly could, the wait still seemed like ages to Evie.It was a Saturday, so she was at home, with Alfie and Gran. The day really dragged, even though as a treat they all walked to the fish and chip shop to get lunch. Gran stood outside with Alfie, who was blissfully breathing in the smell of chips, and Evie went in to get their food. When they got back, both Evie and Gran naughtily fed Alfie the odd chip under the table, so he was soon full and fast asleep.
Evie couldn’t help listening out for the car – Dad had rung to say they’d be home sometime that afternoon, they just had to wait for a doctor to give Mum one last check. Their road was pretty quiet, but Evie ran to the window to look at least ten times before she finally spotted their car pulling up.
“They’re here!” she squeaked. Gran came hurrying over to join Evie. Evie’s dad was trying to get the new baby seat out of the car and all they could see of her new brother was a little bit of blue blanket trailing out of the seat.
Alfie couldn’t tell what Evie was thinking, which was odd, because usually he had a good idea. Was she happy about this strange new thing that was happening? He licked her hand, and made a questioning little “wuff?” noise.
“That’s the baby, Alfie. My brother Sam. Let’s go and see.” Evie scrambled down from the window sill, and Alfie trotted after her out into the hallway. Gran had opened the door, and Evie’s parents were just bringing the baby in.
“Evie!” Mum hugged her tightly. “I missed you. Were you and Gran OK?”
“Of course. Can I see him, Mum?” Evie crouched down next to the baby seat and peered in. Sam seemed tiny inside – just a small hand clenched tightly round the blanket, and a pale little face half-covered by a hat.
“Let’s get him in and unwrap him, then you can see him properly. It’s a bit chilly outside so he had to be covered up,” Mum explained.
Alfie followed interestedly as the family went into the kitchen. The baby smelled new and different, and he wanted to investigate.
Gran and Evie watched as Mum undid Sam’s little jacket, with Dad’s help. At last she stood up, and carriedhim over. “Do you want to sit down, Evie?” she asked. “Then you can have a cuddle.”
Evie whisked over to a chair and sat down, eagerly holding out her arms.
Mum kissed Sam’s nose, and
“That’ll be Gran, I bet,” Evie murmured. “They said they’d ask her to come and stay with me when they had to go to the hospital.”
Alfie grunted in agreement. He likedGran. She had dog chocolates in her handbag.
A few minutes later, the front door banged, and they heard someone coming back up the stairs. At last Evie’s bedroom door eased open, and Gran popped her head around.
“Hi, Gran!” Evie whispered.
“Hello, darling! I thought you might have woken up, with all the coming and going. I just came to check on you.”
“Alfie woke me up. Is Mum having the baby now?” Evie sounded anxious.
Gran perched herself on the end of Evie’s bed, and stroked Alfie’s nose.
“Clever Alfie. Yes, they think so. Don’t get too excited though – these things can take a while.” She smileddown at Evie, still cuddling the little dog, and decided that she’d been wrong to worry. Evie loved him so much, and a dog would be just what her granddaughter needed to keep her company over the next few weeks.
The next day Evie’s parents brought baby Sam home. Evie’s mum and Sam were both doing really well, and they didn’t need to stay in hospital. Mum said the noise of all the other babies in the ward was driving her mad, and she wanted to be home in her own bed.
Even though they were coming home as soon as they possibly could, the wait still seemed like ages to Evie.It was a Saturday, so she was at home, with Alfie and Gran. The day really dragged, even though as a treat they all walked to the fish and chip shop to get lunch. Gran stood outside with Alfie, who was blissfully breathing in the smell of chips, and Evie went in to get their food. When they got back, both Evie and Gran naughtily fed Alfie the odd chip under the table, so he was soon full and fast asleep.
Evie couldn’t help listening out for the car – Dad had rung to say they’d be home sometime that afternoon, they just had to wait for a doctor to give Mum one last check. Their road was pretty quiet, but Evie ran to the window to look at least ten times before she finally spotted their car pulling up.
“They’re here!” she squeaked. Gran came hurrying over to join Evie. Evie’s dad was trying to get the new baby seat out of the car and all they could see of her new brother was a little bit of blue blanket trailing out of the seat.
Alfie couldn’t tell what Evie was thinking, which was odd, because usually he had a good idea. Was she happy about this strange new thing that was happening? He licked her hand, and made a questioning little “wuff?” noise.
“That’s the baby, Alfie. My brother Sam. Let’s go and see.” Evie scrambled down from the window sill, and Alfie trotted after her out into the hallway. Gran had opened the door, and Evie’s parents were just bringing the baby in.
“Evie!” Mum hugged her tightly. “I missed you. Were you and Gran OK?”
“Of course. Can I see him, Mum?” Evie crouched down next to the baby seat and peered in. Sam seemed tiny inside – just a small hand clenched tightly round the blanket, and a pale little face half-covered by a hat.
“Let’s get him in and unwrap him, then you can see him properly. It’s a bit chilly outside so he had to be covered up,” Mum explained.
Alfie followed interestedly as the family went into the kitchen. The baby smelled new and different, and he wanted to investigate.
Gran and Evie watched as Mum undid Sam’s little jacket, with Dad’s help. At last she stood up, and carriedhim over. “Do you want to sit down, Evie?” she asked. “Then you can have a cuddle.”
Evie whisked over to a chair and sat down, eagerly holding out her arms.
Mum kissed Sam’s nose, and
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