𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙿𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙾𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜

Growing Up

Your daughter is finally big enough to join in on one of your favourite family traditions — dad!farmer!james x mom!reader fluff

Warnings: none :)

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Your daughter Ivy had taken her first steps a few days ago, which was not only a joyous occasion for your family, but it was also a moment worth documenting in the name of family memories.

The feat quickly made it into the baby book, but you wanted to give your baby girl a few days to get more comfortable using her legs before the second part.

But now it was finally time to add Ivy into an adorable family tradition in the Potter household, and you couldn't be happier. Once every few months since Harry began to walk, you've been marking down his height on the exact same door frame where your husband marked his height when he was growing up. And now Ivy got to mark her growth in that exact same way.

Oh god, here come the tears.

No, you can't cry. You promised James you wouldn't cry today... right after crying with him in bed the night before.

Right after making the family a nice breakfast with fresh eggs and fruit you and the kids picked yesterday, you sat on the floor while the kids happily stood straight against the wall and James rifled through drawers to find a pencil.

"Do you think I got taller, Mummy?" Harry asked excitedly.

"Of course you have!" You replied, squishing his cheeks softly. "You grow so much every day; soon you'll be as tall as your dad!"

"Or as tall as Uncle Remus!"

As hilarious as that response was, you were glad James wasn't there to hear that quip.

But speak of the devil, and your husband came back to the living room with a pencil in his hand and a smile on his face that was identical to the one worn by your son.

James spun the pencil in between his fingers and bent down closer to your kids' height. "So, who wants to go first?"

Harry eagerly raised his hand and stood up as tall as he could manage with his feet fully on the ground, and James pencilled a line under Harry's name and age right beside his head.

"Look at that, mate." Your husband announced, pointing to the door frame. "You're almost exactly my height from when I was your age. Just a little taller, see?"

That news seemed to have made Harry's whole day. He did an adorable happy dance and you helped Ivy clap her tiny hands in support of her brother's big achievement.

"You were right!" Harry told you. "You said I was growing so fast!"

Before you could say anything in response, your husband spoke up. "Your mama's always right, Haz. Don't ever forget that." He punctuated his sentence with a wink in your direction, and you blew him a kiss in return.

Then James leaned down and invited Ivy over to where Harry was just standing. "Come on, little lady, it's your turn."

Ivy stood up against the wall, imitating her brother in her stance, and smiling wide even though she didn't totally understand what was going on.

You did promise James you weren't going to cry, but you were definitely about to break that promise. 

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