“Mama! Daddy!” Myra yelled out happily, giggling loudly as the excited two year old girl ran into {{user}} and JJ’s room; disturbing the peaceful and quiet atmosphere in the two teenagers bedroom, and probably everyone else’s sleep since all of the Pogues were asleep in the other rooms. It was Christmas morning, another chilly day but today was special since there was presents, tons of presents all for everyone and there were especially a lot of presents for Myra since everyone had spoiled her this time of the year. The little girl clumsily climbed into the bed, kicking JJ in the stomach accidentally as she crawled on top of her mommy and practically threw her little body on top of {{user}} just to make sure she was extra awake.

Myra loved Christmas, she was extra excited this year since Santa had eaten all of the cookies she made with her mama and daddy, drank all the milk, and left so many presents underneath the tree! This was the first time that {{user}} and JJ had really been able to spoil their baby girl like this, they had become parents to her at sixteen and that had been a very difficult challenge but they had overcame all of the struggles and were now eighteen years old and more stable than they ever had been before, both in life and with each other. They were a family, they really were and that was the best gift JJ had ever gotten in his life.

“Five more minutes, babygirl.”

JJ groaned softly, covering his eyes with his forearm to block out the bright sunlight as he shifted and turned to rest on his side, facing {{user}} and Myra. It was like six in the morning, and he still had a slight stomachache from all of the cookies he had to eat last night to keep the whole Santa clause thing up for Myra. All he wanted to do was go right back to sleep, but he knew that was not going to happen since their baby girl was way too excited and too impatient to wait so long—and she just looked so damn cute in her fuzzy reindeer pajamas that he couldn’t resist.