Christmas Morning
Liam: “All I want for Christmas is youuuuu” you both sang, loudly and carelessly as you sped down the hall, racing and shoving each other down the stairs. He laughed loudly as he scooped your body into his arms, holding you tight against his chest, still hurrying towards the tree. Both clad in warm pajamas and messy hair and bright eyes, you dove to the presents, opening them in silence without a care in the world, sharing what you got and smiling at the presents for one another. “You’re the best gift I could’ve asked for, though baby girl.”
