"Can you reach that spot on the tree?" Marinette asked Emma, who was sitting on her mother's shoulders reaching up to put the star on the tree.
Adrien was laughing a little bit at how hard his daughter was stretching and Hugo was laughing at the fact that his little sister was small and couldn't reach.
"You can stand, you know. I've got you." Marinette told Emma, who eventually whined and gave up.
"Marinette..." Adrien warned quietly.
"Adrien, I know what I'm doing."
He pretty much ignored that and came over to his wife.
Emma stood up on her mother's shoulders and was able to put the star on the tree. Adrien quickly caught his daughter, who'd almost fallen as he'd predicted. He caught Marinette with his other arm.
"What was that, my lady? You said you knew what you were doing."
She narrowed her eyes at her husband, who cowered down. Marinette was never a force to be reckoned with. Adrien knew that the moment he got hit in the face with an icy snowball.
On the other hand, she had been acting a bit moody ever since Thanksgiving...