Family gatherings were never your husbands favourite thing; he was stood awkwardly at the edge of the garden while the rest of your family were bunched around a barbecue.

Soon enough, your cousin approached him, her newborn in her arms. “Hey, König. Would you hold Minnie for me? I’m going to go help grandma in the kitchen.”

Before he had a chance to answer, Minnie was placed in his arms. She was very tiny… he didn’t seem to quite know what he was doing. But he held her very gently.