He didn't get it at all at first. He munched his toast and slurped his coffe (which he then put down practically ON the stick), and even asked "Breakfast in bed, have I done something?". (Yes dear, you certainly have...)
Finally he spotted the test and the coin dropped. And instantly he started worrying about something goig wrong in those pesky first 12 weeks and about the two glasses of wine I'd had the night before. Bless him.
Photo taken pre coin drop.

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