❝I love gingerbread.❞ Before she accepts the treats, she hands them a navy blue scarf she made. ❝Merry Christmas!❞
The offer of the navy blue scarf makes Saima smile as they immediately drape it around themselves. “How lovely – this is really nice. Merry Christmas!”
❝Not at all. I mean, Aristotle may not like to wait but he knows he has to. Dahlia really just doesn’t get it though. If I look away for even a second I’ll see her trying to unwrap something!❞
“Hah. Seems like you have to really be on your game around her. I guess it’ll make things even more fun when she finally does get to open her gifts.”
❝Gosh, it seems so quiet now…❞ Rosemary leans back into the couch and then sighs. ❝Dahlia was throwing a big fit earlier because I told her she couldn’t open her presents. It’s hard to explain Christmas traditions a one year old.❞
“Talk about a sudden change in mood.” They listen in sympathy for what Rosemary had to deal with. “At least things seemed to have settled down a bit.Heh – yeah they’re not at an age to get anything outside of wanting their gifts.”