I knew that I wanted to incorporate the kids into telling Ryan that I was pregnant. I racked my brain for ideas since I had a few days as he was out of town. I kept coming up short with something over the top or elaborate. So I finally settled on simple. Signs and balloons. Because what kids don't love balloons! Getting them to stand still and in order was the tricky part. As Ryan came down the basement stairs, they forgot to let him read the signs and rather ran screaming "Mommy is pregnant!"