Kiss the Belly

Even though Vash wasn't very old when I was pregnant with Rhyla, he was still very interested in whatever it was in my tummy. He would come up and stare at my abdomen. It was getting bigger, and rounder, like a ball! He knew it was something special. He knew he couldn't be rough with it. But just what was it in mommy's tummy? We tried to tell him it was a baby. His baby. A baby girl . He would be our helper. He would be sure she was safe and happy. He was going to be her Hero. He must of liked that because he would ask me to show him his sister, (You know, lift the shirt up.) then he would rub his hands over my bump and give her kisses.