Vianna gave a light giggle of amusement as she was able to read her husband's excitement on his features, able to see he was clearly and enthusiastic about the idea of showing little Gabe his new room as she was. She followed after him as he quickly made his way over to the stairs and then up the steps to the second floor, her own pace much slower as she didn't want to fall or trip or anything of the sort while holding her precious baby boy. The last thing she wanted was for the little one to get hurt! What kind of mother would she be?! It was a little ironic, actually, just how cautious and careful she was now, paranoid to ever hurt her little baby, when before the pregnancy she was the type to run up the stairs without a care for falling or tripping, always letting excitement rule over logic or caution. Once on the second floor, Vianna made her way over to the nursery alongside her husband, beaming at the sight of the bright, pastel-green-painted room. Despite the gloomy weather outside, there was enough light entering through the window to brighten up the room, to sort of make it glow. "Here we are..." said Vianna softly, almost as if she herself was seeing the nursery for the first time. She glanced down at Gabe and chuckled softly as he yawned to himself, just then remembering that the little one obviously couldn't really see his room just yet.