Too Much// Larry mpreg//

Twenty-five

Four days after New Years was Babe's 4th birthday. He curls were sadly starting to go straight, and no amount of mousse or gel would hold them. Louis was sad that her curls were going, but he was happy that it was one less baby to do the whole routine on. Her eyes were also a lot more blue than the day she was born. With each year Babe started to look more like Louis. She had really bad crooked teeth because she had a really small mouth. The dentist said to not worry though because it was only baby teeth.

Babe had a very sassy personality. She also was very funny for a four year old. Harry once told a magazine that Babe was their family's version of a Michelle Tanner.

Baby woke up on her birthday before anyone. Louis was finally asleep when the now four year old came running into their room,"mama mama mama mama mama mana," Babe repeated until Louis opened one eye,"I'm this many today," she held up four fingers. Louis grunted and turned his back to her, but who could blame him he was running off 1 hour of sleep.

"Harry, come get your youngest daughter," Louis grumbled before going back to sleep. Harry, who had at least 4 hours of sleep, sighed and stood up.

"Barbara, it's 6am. You need to go back to sleep," Harry stood up and stretched. He was only wearing  Yale joggers. He picked up his baby girl and kissed her forehead,"let's go lay down, hm?"

Babe shook his head,"No daddy, I'm fouw now,"
She held up four fingers again. Harry looked at her.

"Well daddy is almost 28 and he wants to sleep. Want to sleep in the bed with mommy and daddy?"
Harry asked. He rubbed the little girls back as she thought.

"No," Babe started to wiggle to Harry would put her down. Harry rolled his eyes as he placed her on the floor.

"Okay, let's go get something to eat," Harry walked out the bedroom with Babe's hand in his. He walked down the hallway, tripping over a few toys. He finally made it to the kitchen unharmed. Harry sat Babe on the counter,"what do you want to eat, birthday girl?" Harry yawned.

Babe thought for a second,"I want Donuts," she kicked her little feet,"and milk," she added. Harry sighed as he nodded his head.

He picked her up and walked to the pantry. He got out two donuts. He put her back on the counter with a donut in her hand. He then poured oak milk in a sippy cup. He then handed that to her. He and Babe ate their donuts as Babe rambled.

A few hours later Milo walked into the kitchen with a lamb stuffed animal in his arms. One of his pants legs were at his ankle and the other was at his knee. Milo's mane need to have some product run through it,"daddy?" Milo stretched.

"Yes," Harry looked down at his son. Milo walked closer to his daddy. He patted the counter, letting Harry know he wanted up there. Harry lifted him up onto the counter,"you want a donut?" He asked. Milo nodded as a yawn left his lips. Harry grabbed him a donut.

"Oscar kept me up last night," Milo whined,"he played on his ipad even after mama told him to put it up," he ate his donut,"I kept saying Oscar mama said you need to sleep, but Oscar would turn the sound up."

Harry nodded as he listened to his son rant,"I'll talk to Oscar about that. You two need all the energy you have to grow," Harry looked at Babe. She had glaze all over her face.

As the morning went on kids started to fill into the kitchen. Andi came in followed by the rest of the triplets. HJ was the last kid to come into the kitchen. He was wearing his Christmas Pajamas.

"Where's mum?" He asked. He opened the fridge and got out the oak milk. He poured himself a glass. Harry looked at his son. HJ was a copy of Harry. He was already very tall for his age.