The twins had opened their usual Christmas gift of matching pajamas from their grandparents. Changing into it the next morning, Tim sat with Ollie by the fireplace and watched their younger siblings rip open their gifts.

"Do you think we'd keep the tradition of the pajamas going once grandma and grandpa's divorce finalizes?" Ollie asked her while sipping his hot cocoa. Tim gave him a shrugged and looked at her toes.

"Maybe we'd give them better pajamas next year," She said, smiling at the twins' toys being scattered already. "Merry Christmas, Ollie,"

Smiling, Ollie kissed her head. "Merry Christmas, Tim,"