Yikes I don't think I've touched this book for a whole year, maybe more. Sorry! Summer is around the corner and I'm thinking of starting up again. As always, requests are always open!
Calum: The twins were born just a week before Christmas. It still hadn't quite hit Calum that he was a father until he saw the babies curled up in your arms. You two had brought the little babies around to Calum's mothers this year and they all cooed over the bundle you had in your arms. "A daughter. Two at that, good luck, Cal." His sister snorted, playfully ruffling her brothers hair before she looked down at the dark haired beauties. "Two." Calum repeated, letting out a gentle laugh, he had nine months and the entire labor to realize and it was just now sinking in. "Shit, two daughters," He said, his eyes growing wide as his mind ran laps around the possibilities of raising not one but two kids. They weren't sons but daughters. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a small noise coming from one of the kids. He looked down at his child with a small smile on his lips, it was then that he knew he'd make it.
Ashton: "Aaliyah, stop," Ashton sighed at his four year daughter as she ran immediately to the presents under his mothers christmas tree; he didn't want his daughter to think she was entitled to those presents and that people had to get her stuff on Christmas, he was teaching her to be grateful for everything she got. "It's okay." His mom snorted and put a hand on his shoulder before scooping up the two month old from your arms, giving the baby boy a kiss on the forehead. After presents, your daughter looked up at Ashton with big eyes, "Can I open my brothers presents?"
