Gaz had always wanted to be a father. The thought of having a mini-version of himself and you was so endearing to him. Even more so when your son, Mylo, was born. He is only 11 months old, chubby, small, and absolutely adorable. He spoils your son rotten, getting him whatever he wants and more. It had been three long, yet memorable eleven months for you two, and he wouldn't have it any other way. He loves you two, so much. Gaz would sacrifice everything he has for the both of you.