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Maisey waved goodbye to her fathers as she stood with her siblings, Pen holding her hand protectively. It felt nice even if she would be the one to bite someone if they were mean to them … especially if they were mean to her Lucky Penny. She loves her brothers…and sister. I guess.
"Right, who wants to play with the water toys" Ianto said calmly, stepping back as the entire place turned to chaos. The other kids standing back by the house screamed and ran as Walter and Curtis' children realised they were a few steps further away and roared while racing for the bin as well. The 'Water Vin' was outside chest that sat on the back patio and was full of water pistols and such but it was soon empty as the place was littered with toys, children and a few dogs joining the fun as the goat stood watching with mild interest, chewing thoughtfully as the sheep ran for the other end of the field.
Ianto glanced over as Babs and Bethy walked across, a baby in each one's arms and he grinned as he waited to see which one he would be offered. Jack reached for the nearest one with glee, cooing as he saw his little man looking back.
Ianto accepted the other one, laughing as a little pursed mouth showed someone wanted to be asleep instead of outside in this madness. "awww …Jenny, tired wee poppet?"
"Taddy, can you take the twins for a few hours while Bethy and me go to her parent's place to sort out the shed? We need to sort some stuff for the white elephant stall." Babs asked, Ianto nodding then watching the two women walk away hand in hand.
"So … I guess that raspberry jam will have to wait huh?" Jack said softly as he rocked the sleeping tot in his arms, totally in love. Valentine was a happy little boy.
"Well … not like they will go off there in the freezer" Ianto shrugged, his own little one finally settling to sleep once more "Jam can be made anytime. Babies do not last forever."
"You know … I think they do … ours are still babies, even those two going off to sort themselves out right now. Do you think they will be OK?"
Ianto sighed softly and nodded "This time. This time Curty will forgive but … Walter really came close. That Dale or Dean or whatever his name is … he likes the look of our boy even if there is a ring on his finger."
"Well … as long as Walter remembers how sacred those are" Jack sniffed, rising to walk over to advise Ben on the best way to top up his gun.
Ianto nodded his agreement.
Yes. Walter had better remember that ring.
It had been made from his mother's after all.