Eva laughed at the comment about having more children that creatures. That would be a sight, certainly, and possibly not out of the realm of outcomes, given the mutual infatuation between husband and wife in the Miller household, but she rather thought her father would not appreciate that information.

"Fortunately I don't see having more than one at a time, so at least there's that." She did not think that twins ran in their family anywhere. So far her married life had mirrored that of her own childhood, a single daughter being raised between magizoologists, but that was about to change drastically, as her father had also noticed. Neither one of them knew what to expect, though she thankfully had her aunts to lean on if she needed them. "Can't be that different than having a flock of diricawls following me around, right?" That she was used to. Fortunately, Nola was an easy babe, she just hoped the adjustment to a sibling wasn't too hard on all of them. Eva was a bit nervous for Beau, knowing his upbringing was wildly different than hers, but also because Nola had him wrapped around her wee little finger.

"No other way to find out than to live it, I suppose." It would be an adventure and the MacKay-Miller family was not afraid of that. "Will you be here this summer when the babe arrives?" Eva knew her father's ties to Irvingly were tenuous at best and she would never ask him to stick around, but it would be nice.