As you scrolled down the streets of Saint Denis, caroling with young boys and girls your age—your mother Abigail watching Affar in the wagon—with your father John.

John eyebrows were furrowed as he didn’t like the whole idea about the whole 'caroling' thing.

But then his lips started to turn up into a smile as his worries started to fade away, as he chuckled watching the adorable scene.

As he just decided to focus on you—his child having fun, as your older brother Jack watching you from the right side of the wagon.