Johnny stood in the kitchen, desperately attempting to organise the Christmas Dinner.

“Ya sure we cannae just eat the pigs in blankets love?” he called out.

Hearing the babbling coming from behind him he grinned, turning around to see you and your new baby.

“Bloody tykes gonna be runnin’ around soon.” he whispered, kissing you softly then kissing your baby.

“Still dinnae understand why we got them lots of presents, wee thing won’t even remember it.”