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"Santana get out my baby face boy." Bria bit into another Christmas tree shaped sugar cookie, watching him blow raspberries at Isis while holding her up in the air.
"Nah, she like it. Ain't that right fat mama? Tell her get out yo' business." He blew light bubbles against her cheek as she pulled at his face.
Bria shook her head at him with a smile, leaning forward to grab what had to be her sixth cookie off of the glass plate on the coffee table. She followed a TikTok tutorial to make cookies for Christmas this year instead of buying them from the grocery store like she usually did, and these were the best cookies she'd ever tasted.
Today was Christmas Day, but she'd made them last night with Isis, Israel, and Santana for 'Santa' on Christmas Eve. They took pictures on her Polaroid camera during the process and put the printed photos in her scrapbook that she'd had since she was a young teenager.
Fast forward to the next morning, Christmas Day, and the cookies still tasted fresh. She kept dipping them in her cold milk to soften them which made them taste ten times better.
"Stop eating all the cookies, fat ass." Israel shook his head at Bria, twisting a wheel on the bottom of the stroller he was building while she waved him off.
As a Christmas gift to Bria-but was really for Isis and he and Bria's unborn son-Santana bought an all black double seated stroller that could also be turned into a wagon. Israel was currently building it because-well, he did own a construction company so that was kind of his forte.
Santana also bought two brand new Grow&Go car seats which were typically popular for being made to keep up with a child's growth spurt from the time they're an infant up until a few years from the preteen stage.
Although they already had two at home, between the three adults-Santana had two cars, Bria had two, and Israel had seven. So, they were definitely going to need more than just two car seats. They'd probably be buying two more in just a few months.
Israel really appreciated the gifts from Santana, mostly because Santana was including his daughter whenever he thought about stuff for his own son. Originally, Israel thought that only Bria would be helping him raise Isis, but Santana had been a big help too. He was thankful for his support system.
"You shut up and focus on being bob the builder, punk. Here." She reached over to feed him one of the cookies, which he bit into after laughing.
Bria put her legs across Santana's lap when he sat down on the couch with her, and he sat Isis on top of her ankles, fixing the cute little hat that was on top of her head.
"She look just like you nigga. My son better look identical to me too or I'ma be pissed." Santana said, using his phone to take a picture of Isis.
