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Spending Time With Your Child

AJ Styles - "Ready, one, two, three!" AJ took your son in his arms, raising him off of the top rope in the ring, spinning him around in the air making him giggle in excitement. "Look at you ," you cooed watching AJ bring him past you, sticking your hand out to poke him. "And finish with a nice Phoenix Splash!" AJ dropped down to his knees, as you laid down on your back looking up at the ceiling. "Splat mummy!" He chuckled, pointing down at you, AJ bringing him down so he was laying across your chest. "And it's baby Styles for the win, one, two, three." AJ hit the mat, picking him back up, tossing him in the air. "You did it son, you're the champ." You slowly climbed back up to your feet, walking into AJ's open arm. "You beat me," you teased, pressing on his side making him squirm at your touch, looking between you and AJ, wondering what exactly was going on.

Dean Ambrose - "There he is." You lifted your daughter up into the barricade, pointing across at Dean in the ring. She clapped her hands in excitement, calling out his name. "Daddy," she squealed, waving across at him, her high pitched squeal catching his attention making him look across. The referee raised his hand and then he slid out of the ring, running over to the two of you, kissing the tops of both of your heads. "Hey gorgeous girl," he whispered, taking your daughter from your hands, sitting her on his hip. "Did you watch?" She nodded, nuzzling her head into his chest, tracing the stain on his vest with her finger. "She loved watching you," you told him, his face lighting up. "One day that'll be her in that ring," he joked, your eyes widening in horror. "I'm joking, she's still my baby for a little while longer yet." He giggled, pecking your cheek, handing her back over.

Dolph Ziggler - "Hey you two." You walked into the kitchen watching Dolph stood around your daughter, keeping the stall she was propped up on in between his legs. "How's it going?" You walked over and peered into the bowl watching her small hands try to mix the mixture. "Mummy look. Cake." You grinned across at her, kissing the top of her head, looking up at Dolph noticing a white powder on his cheeks. "Who's the child in this relationship?" You teased, brushing it off. "It's called having fun and making a mess for mummy to clean up," he smartly responded, flashing you a wide smile. The two of you stopped, turning back after hearing her giggle, breaking the mixture into pieces and then sticking it back together. "I think it's ready to go into the oven now," Dolph told her, taking the tray whilst you helped her down, sliding the baking tray into the oven.

Enzo Amore - "Say dadda." You sat down on the floor watching Enzo rock back and forth on your son's rocking chair, bouncing him up and down. "Dadda." He slowly pronounced every word, desperately trying to get him to name him. "Mumma." You chuckled hearing him call out for you again, Enzo letting out a huge sigh, rolling his eyes at you. "Why are you always the favourite? It's so unfair." You moved across the floor, sitting beside Enzo, propping yourself up on his leg. "He will get there eventually darling, it just takes time." He nodded, bringing your son up to his mouth, kissing his cheek. "Dadda," he whispered once again, lowering him onto his chest in hope. "Da-da." Your son spoke, Enzo's eyes lighting up. "Say it again son, who am I?" You giggled, brushing your hand along Enzo's leg. "Mumma." You fell back in hysterics, watching Enzo's smile disappear once again.

Finn Balor - "Trick or treat!" You stood back letting the two boys step forwards and greet the old lady at the door, your son stretching out his pumpkin bag. "Well don't you two look absolutely adorable." Finn ruffled his hair, as his eyes lit up, watching her reach out and grab a packet of sweets. "Do you like strawberry laces?" Your son rapidly nodded his head, stretching his hand out to grab it. "No, what do you say?" Finn pulled his hand back down by his side, looking at him, beginning to mouth the word. "Please," your son whispered making the old lady chuckle, grabbing one packet out of the bag and dropping it into the bag. "There you go, Happy Halloween." She shut the door, the two of them turning around with massive smiles on their faces. "Well aren't you two the cutest lego men that have ever been seen." You quickly took a photo of them, the two of you taking his hands in yours, walking to the next house.