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Katniss P.O.V.

Its finaly new year and a new age this year. Im turning 27 and no younger. Prim is 2 years old, with eyes like Peeta's and Hair as chestnut brown as mine but more beautiful.

"Momwe" Prim says.

"witle dwuck" I say in a baby vocie. Yes she hasn't formed a duck tail. But I promise you it will happen. I walk over and hug her and give her a kiss on the cheeks.

I make some stew and go up stairs with a bowl and peeta is just sitting back on the bed. I hand him his bowl and kiss him. he smiles "thanks" he says.

"Your welcome"i say.

"Hi princess" Peeta says to primeose.

"DADDY" yes she can say dad but not mommy.

Peeta puts his tung out. I pinch it until he wines. I leave him and prim wagging but on the way out.

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