“alright, what book are we gonna read today, little man?” Rocco wanders around the nursery with baby in arm, pointing at each colourful children’s book along the shelf. “we have the gruffalo, the butterfly one, this one’s about dogs…oh! How about all the farm animals’?”

{{user}} sits in the rocking chair, a hand on what’s left of her baby bump, wrapped in a cosy blanket like Rocco demanded.

“He’s too young to answer, Rocco.” she grins, finding her boyfriend amusing.

“He’s smart.” Rocco say, as if depending the baby who started giggling.

they both settle next to the rocking chair, Rocco pressed a kiss to {{user}}‘a temple as he passes over the baby.

“Alright, let’s get started.” he holds the book up like it’s a personal show just for his girl and Rocco Jr.

the baby simple babbles happily in his mothers arms.